If my tip of the day today sounds a little p*ssed, that’s because I am. Let’s get right down to it and talk about the kind of men we, as 20-something women are looking for….
In high school, it’s all about the cute guys. Guys with cars, guys on the football team, guys that make other girls look at us and say “wow, I wish he gave me his class ring.” These guys, the BMW driving, jersey wearing popular ones, usually turn out to be the kind of guy that takes you to prom then leaves you at the punch bowl and takes the head cheerleader to a hotel room upstairs (no that didn’t happen to me). Or the kind that takes your virginity then dumps you a week later for a girl that is no where near as good looking (yep, that one did happen to me).
By college, we still haven’t completely grown out of falling for jerks. There is something undoubtedly attractive about frat guys. The problem with frat guys is that they love their beer bongs and video games more than you. And if it’s not frat guys that do it for you, it’s the brooding, creative writing major types. Whom we quickly discover find sulking in a dark room reveling in their depression more interesting than making out.
By the time we’re ready to move out of student housing we have learned a lot about psychology, history, probably a bit about art and certainly plenty about the kind of man we want to date. We’ve learned that frat guys will only leave you stranded at the bar because they got to drunk to remember you were with them and writers don’t have any room left in their hearts for you because they’re too in love with themselves and Robert Frost.
The 20-something women is ready for a little substance and to date The Nice Guy. Yep, nice guys here’s your chance. You don’t finish last, you just join the race a little late. The 20-something lady doesn’t have time for games. We’re too busy running late for a thankless job we bust our butts at because it has the potential of turning into a fabulous career, counting change to put gas in our cars and popping in to visit mom and dad (and get a hot meal) once a week. We want someone that shows up on time because we have no time to waste, has something interesting to say and doesn’t think going to McDonald's’s then sharing a can of beer at make-out hill is a romantic date. We’ve realized that good looking guys on motorcycles might be fun for one night, maybe even a week but they’re not going to make you soup when you’re sick or bring you flowers on your birthday. We’re looking for a guy who has a stable job, doesn’t still live with their parents and actually IS interested in what we have to say.
In high school, it’s all about the cute guys. Guys with cars, guys on the football team, guys that make other girls look at us and say “wow, I wish he gave me his class ring.” These guys, the BMW driving, jersey wearing popular ones, usually turn out to be the kind of guy that takes you to prom then leaves you at the punch bowl and takes the head cheerleader to a hotel room upstairs (no that didn’t happen to me). Or the kind that takes your virginity then dumps you a week later for a girl that is no where near as good looking (yep, that one did happen to me).
By college, we still haven’t completely grown out of falling for jerks. There is something undoubtedly attractive about frat guys. The problem with frat guys is that they love their beer bongs and video games more than you. And if it’s not frat guys that do it for you, it’s the brooding, creative writing major types. Whom we quickly discover find sulking in a dark room reveling in their depression more interesting than making out.
By the time we’re ready to move out of student housing we have learned a lot about psychology, history, probably a bit about art and certainly plenty about the kind of man we want to date. We’ve learned that frat guys will only leave you stranded at the bar because they got to drunk to remember you were with them and writers don’t have any room left in their hearts for you because they’re too in love with themselves and Robert Frost.
The 20-something women is ready for a little substance and to date The Nice Guy. Yep, nice guys here’s your chance. You don’t finish last, you just join the race a little late. The 20-something lady doesn’t have time for games. We’re too busy running late for a thankless job we bust our butts at because it has the potential of turning into a fabulous career, counting change to put gas in our cars and popping in to visit mom and dad (and get a hot meal) once a week. We want someone that shows up on time because we have no time to waste, has something interesting to say and doesn’t think going to McDonald's’s then sharing a can of beer at make-out hill is a romantic date. We’ve realized that good looking guys on motorcycles might be fun for one night, maybe even a week but they’re not going to make you soup when you’re sick or bring you flowers on your birthday. We’re looking for a guy who has a stable job, doesn’t still live with their parents and actually IS interested in what we have to say.
Side note: Ladies, if you are 20-something (or older) and ARE still waiting for that Harley riding guy to call, step away from the phone and get back to your life because he’s not going to call. And, if he does, it’ll be two weeks from now at about 11:30 Saturday night after he’s had a few and remembers he still has your number. But I promise you, he’s not really interested in your promotion, he’s just saying that so you’ll go back to his place and “tell him all about it.”
So step up nice guys, we’re waiting.
So step up nice guys, we’re waiting.
Check out: Marti’s Musings: Dating in your 20’s vs 30’s
Revolution Health: Dating in Your 20s
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