Often it happens, we find ourself swamped and engulfed in all of life’s trivialities. Destructive thoughts begin to flutter in the inner most recesses of your brain, and all of a sudden you begin to slip. You lose control of your own life. Everyone has that one friend that they can turn to and spill their guts in times of confusion. That pillar of wisdom that seems to always be able to guide you in the right path to sanity. It makes me pose the question though, where do those people turn to?
I do believe I may have already written on this topic but another trip to this discussion is warranted, it is the dominant thought in my mind right now. The safe haven and the trusted faces have faded, and blended into obscurity. I don’t have the welcoming feeling anymore in places where I should be at home. I do not feel as though the people I have surrounded myself with recently are going to the be the type that is going to be any use finding clarity in my confusion.
Anyway, this is not the point of this entry. This is the December 3rd entry, and yes it has been posted before midnight. I did NOT miss my deadline yet. Of course leaving an entry just to boast that I made deadline would be a cop-out. So I’m going to write about something that came to me last night.
Last night, despite my better judgement I accompanied a friend to The Bar because this friend did not want to go alone. So I went, and among a few experiences that I’m sure will come up in a future entry at some point, I ran into a girl I knew. There were three of them there, and one of them was getting pretty close with this guy. Of course, the girl was incredibly drunk, and this guy was someone who was known to be shall-we-say not motivated by ethics or morals.
Sound The Alarms!!!
It was interesting to see this in action, it was very enlightening. Within moments I bore witness to the Mother Hen syndrome taking complete control of the other two girls. They instantly went into protection mode, the poor guy never stood a chance. Each time he was going to the dance floor and drag his little target away, one of the other two would immediately pull her back. The funny part about this is that the targeted girl just kept dancing throughout the whole thing… the alcohol had her almost completely oblivious to what was going on.
Wait a minute.. you DO know the Mother Hen right?
Well I don’t want anyone to have to admit that they never heard of it so I’ll just explain it nonetheless. The Mother Hen tactic is most commonly viewed when a guy tries to get in the middle of and interrupt a girls night out. Sorry pal, they just want to dance. It is very difficult because the other girls flock around their chick and made sure you end up being a failure.
As a guy I know I should detest the Mother Hen tactic, however seeing what I saw last night I was actually impressed by it and I was actually cheering them on. They did it amazingly. The end of the night involved some choice words and a proposition of “taking it outside.” Not that he was anything to fear, I just don’t really have the energy to waste on drunken idiots. Anyway, it was really quite a sight to see. Of course I found myself somewhat in protector mode, just sitting back and observing to make sure they didn’t get in under the heads and he didn’t do anything too stupid.
Thing is, I can’t understand why some people think they can get past this kind of defense. This guy must have come up like 9 times over 3 songs trying to dance with her only to be turned away by the group. He should have realized that there was no way in hell the girlfriends were going to let their friend go home with him. Why persist? Do you think drunk girl is going to stick up for you and leave them? Dude, really she is drunk enough to be dancing with a creep like you, there’s no way she’s going to be giving her girls any confrontation. By the time this night is over she’s going to want the bed… alone.
This tactic has been the almighty cock-block for as long as men have been trying to have sex with women. It’s truly a terribly enemy if you are opposing it, but when you on the outside just watching it actually is like watching the nature channel, seeing how insects operate with one another. It was educational.
Here’s some advice… if you reach double digits when counting how often you approach a girl only to be turned away by her friends, then she is NOT going to take you over them. If you really like her, try here again when she’s sober… if you just want to get laid, look around that is not very difficult to find.
Anyway, this is short-ish, and not overly insightful. It is more about the hilarity the ensued last night. Even though the humor only really works if you were there… Okay, so I forced out this entry in order to meet my mandate of at least one entry per day for the month of December. I’ve got some ideas floating around this head of mine, I’m sure tomorrow will be a better read.
– If you guys have any idea for something I could write about, anything at all, don’t hesitate to comment or send me a message.