I swear to The Father, The Son, and The Holy Spirit that I am in no way generalizing all men based solely on my personal experience.
Right now, to me, the “Y” chromosome sucks ass. I don’t know a single man at whom I’m not majorly pissed off. If I may paraphrase Sheldon Lee Cooper, “One day they’re going to find out that the ‘Y’ chromosome is full of nothing but nonsense and twaddle.”
It all started when Diksha decided that I needed to get back out there in the ‘Dating game’ about 6 months ago. I was reluctant because, and I can’t put emphasis on it enough, I DID NOT WANT TO. I was done with this dating nonsense about a year and half ago. Not to sound like a total pathetic loser, but I didn’t want to start dating someone while I was still pathetically in love with someone else. She convinced me by saying that it doesn’t mean that I’m directly jumping into someone’s bed or a serious relationship. I could make it about just hanging out.
It’s not fun trying to meet new people just so you don’t feel empty anymore. I wasn’t lonely or anything, I was just kinda sorta pathetic. But even when I’m pathetic it’s not like my self esteem will fall down. I went out with four guys in one week back in May. And what a parade of idiots that was. Without exception, all four of them decided to meet up at some or the other expensive-as-all-fuck-without-any-good-reason restaurants. Yes, all of them were appealing to the eyes but as soon as their mouths opened….massive verbal diarrhea. At that time I had a job, right? For some reason all of them couldn’t comprehend the reason why I worked Because I fucking wanted to! And when it was time to pay, they’d all flip their cards out. I don’t let anyone pay for me, because it’s not their own money, is it? It’s their dad’s. Whereas I have my own money. Yes, I am proud of it. Sue me. It’s a rule. If anyone goes out with me, I’m paying. It’s not some feminazi crap. It’s about pride.
Then this fifth guy was pretty cool. Funny, academically successful, and what you’d consider a “gentleman”. He was white,despite being born and raised in India. It was fun hanging out with him before he started to point out the fact that my being a non-vegan was offensive to him. Also, he was a communal piece of shit.
Then one by one, every man that I know pissed me off. I’m not even discriminating with family. When I say that I hate every man in my life, it does include family.
I don’t get it, man. Like why? Did everyone have a collective meeting where they decided that it’s time to piss Niddhi off?
It can’t be a coincidence that for the past month everyone that has pissed me off is a man, can it?