Monday, September 11, 2006

Are You A Player?

Sure. I can kick a ball about, I have decent pace, I know the difference between a defending midfielder and an attacking one, a #11 is on the left flank,a #7 is on the right.

Seriously though, I dont know how guys do it. It is a hard and frustrating business. You will be hard put to convince me that the benefits outweigh the risks (and the losses).
Unless you can split yourself into several copies of your physical self, how do you handle the fact that x of your n girlfriends may want to be with you on the same night of Saturday, say the 14th of February?

Or you can be Einstein (or better still Daniel of the Bible) and somehow manage to stop time, wind it forward and then back so that you can have dates with different women on different instances of the same time?

Or become totally invisible (or better still - selectively invisible) when Sally checks into the same pub as you, and you are having a drink with Selina (and you have the luck of seeing her first?)


Or by saying 'Abracadabra' be able to create pubs and restaurants from thin air complete with waiters, booze and clientele, cause believe me, there are only so many clubs in Nairobi. You will run into her when you are with the other her.

And does it not mean that you spend colossal amounts of money entertaining all those chics?

Since, no mortal human is capable of that, a guy is reduced to a nervous wreck. Having to stake a place out for sterility, shifting eyes about so that he can see before he is seen...and becoming incredibly inventive and original in the yarns produced.

Yet guys do it. With a huge measure of success. Either women know something that we dont, or they are inadvertently helping guys play them.

There are dudes who are always AMAH (always missing at home)....because they brought ladies there and the ladies do not have the courtesy to call when they want to visit! They have this absurd notion ...#Geez let me go and surprise my jamaa today.....trouble is if eerrrrr..., two ladies decide to visit at the same time. Alternatively, they have secured military issue binoculars (and there you were thinking a guy is a bird-watching enthusiast..) so that they see them from far and take evasive action, and drilled a door where previously there was a wall.

2 Comments:

Blogger Samborera said...

I realised some time back that I neither have the physical, financial or emotional resources to have a myriad of chics.

Those guys must be made of some seriously tough stuff, not to mention being enormously rich.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006 7:17:00 AM  
Blogger Girl next door said...

Being a player must take a lot of energy and a huge ego. The funny thing is some chics know they're not the only one but still hang on (hoping to change the guy?) and they vent their anger on the other chics instead of the player.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006 11:46:00 PM  

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