Thursday, 13 February 2014

Valentine's Day... a cautionary tale!

Lovers, with Valentines day impending I thought I should remind you that Cupid's arrow doesn't always hit it's target, If you plan on suprising that someone special, just take into account some of these points outlined below...

Attraction;

 You've spotted her at work, at the gym or in the coffee shop... she's the loveliest thing God breathed life into and you'd walk over your own mother just to get to know her. Somehow you manage to pluck up the courage to ask her out or swindle your way into a first date through a mutual friend, or worse yet, Facebook.

The date sequence;

Seinfeld described the first date as the equivalent of a 'job interview, only with sex a possibility at its conclusion. This is a 'for one night only' show and it will be impossible to live up to. Polished shoes, finest cologne and some rehearsed jokes. Reality is you will never try this hard nor present this well again... this is as good as 'you', 'her' and probably 'it' will get. The evening will comprise of promoting your strengths, dancing around your shortcomings and hoping not to put your foot in it. (Note to self: Racist/sexist or generally discriminatory jokes, however funny to you, should be avoided). At this point you're willing to do just about whatever it takes to guarantee sex and to hell with the consequences. You will be eager to find common ground on just about anything, 'Oh Yeah, I agree... Channing Tatum's a brilliant actor!'

After a few dates there's a chance you have shared stories, anecdotes, made each other laugh and you like the quirky way she tweaks her nose when she doesn't like something. If the dates have gone particularly well the 'ex' discussions may take place about now... you know the delightful conversation where you discuss previous relationships, how many people you've slept with, how many girlfriends you've had etc. These never go well...

Her: I'm not a tart, I only sleep with my boyfriends.
You: Oh that's reassuring... how many boyfriends have you had?
Her: Not sure, lost count after 80...
You: Awesome!!

You cannot win, lets leave it at this... 'we're both adults, Ive had mine you've had yours, let's just change the subject before I hear about the 'Miley Cyrus' years!'

If you successfully navigate this tricky terrain and manage to get a couple more dates you may be ready to transition in to...

The honeymoon period;

So you've negotiated a few dates, been seen out and about by a few mates with your new interest and managed to maintain regular copulation... things are on the up. You may even dare to call her as your 'new girlfriend', which doesn't tell the whole story... she's used, she's just 'new' to you!

She wakes up in your bed in the morning and you wonder where she has been your whole life, you want to spend every waking moment with and can't imagine your life without her. You're convinced her poo is pure white and her farts smell like sweet cinnamon.

Now all you have to do is maintain your 'standards' set in the initial dating period. If you're worried... you should be. She's already been scheduling the 'changes' she'd like to see in you at your best, wait until she see's your standards plummet like the Greek Euro.

This stage generally lasts for 3-6 months depending on your self-discipline before standards start to slide, mum cracks a poorly timed remark about your ex g/f, your grooming standards head south and you've let one slip and blamed the dog at least once. She's dropped a few balls of her own, like pointing out the bloke in the supermarket who she shagged and never returned her calls and you've tailed her into the bathroom only to be confronted with a smell that would wipe out a small nation. She's not necessarily the princess you thought she was, but your no angel either and you're happy to see where things lead. Its definitely better than trying your luck at Moosehead's on a Friday night, which is like trying to hit the piƱata at a kids birthday, only with ten schooners down your neck.

By now you've briefly discussed the five year plan, answers along the lines of;
  • Move out of my parents
  • Get a better job
  • Update the 1986 Corolla
Should see you through this one, you're now ready to move on...

Going steady;

Things are starting to get serious... Friday nights out with the boys have been replaced with dinner parties and movie nights, you may feel like a refined version of yourself. Relationship wise you now know each others idiosyncrasies, if not the extent but you're willing to give it a go...

Do you ever just wonder 'HOW, How the fuck do some people end up together!?
You've heard all her stories three times over, gotten used to waking up without the doona and the nose twitching thing has lost some of its charm but she's a 'keeper'. For some who haven't had the best of luck with the ladies, they have been craving this stage. Their philosophy is 'Hey, I mightn't have much to offer but I'm reliable!' The memories of being shot down on just about every night out still burns raw and they are not particularly keen to go back to being put behind just about every man in town, including the homeless bloke outside Macca's in town.

For the rest, power struggles can begin to take place herein. They can range anything from, when's bedtime to what's for dinner...

Moving in;

It's make or break... This is essentially a trial to see how compatible you really are. Whether you can stand each others company EVERY... SINGLE... DAY. You wake up... she's there, you come home from work... she's there, you walk out of the bathroom after snapping off one of your finest... 'Oh, you probably don't want to go in there for a while'.

This is where you start developing hobbies you never had before, 'fishing...since when did you like fishing!?'. Oh yeah 'love fishing, big fisher, my grand dad was a fisher, he won a trophy once, Dad's a fisher from way back... its in the family.'

 There's two ways this can go... buy a 'test baby' and call it Rover... or make a hasty exit, preferably overseas.

 Making up and Breaking up;

'I need a break', 'things are just happening to quickly', 'I just need some space'. When you say it, chances are its been on your mind for a while but when you hear it, it can be a shock to the system and a dent to the ego. Its the equivalent of relationship purgatory...making and breaking up might breath excitement back into the relationship. The uncertainty of it all can make you feel like your starting afresh but caution, its built on a rocky foundation.

The final break;

You've tried again and again and the same troubles keep cropping up and the only time she twitches her nose these days is after you've made a poorly timed joke, its time to call it quits this time for good. Lock yourself in the brace position for the five stages of grief:

Denial - Out to town you go, best threads on... the only thing wreaking more than your cheap cologne is your desperation, women can smell it like a German Shepard senses fear... and they wont have a bar of it. All your go to moves are outdated... like your wardrobe. Finally you submit and roll into a cab at 3am only then remembering most of your single nights out finished in a Kleenex not a durex!'

Anger - 'This is Bullshit', all those girls that showed interest in you when you where taken have evaporated like a mirage in the desert sky and you have turned into a shadow of your former self. You were a bona fide stud when you had a Mrs... or at least that's just how she made you feel!!

Bargaining - You've come to the realisation that you took your lady friend for granted and wish you could have her back, you may find yourself making deals with the Almighty despite not being to church since the 5th grade...

Depression - By now its a good idea to turn off the radio, or at least refrain from listening to Richard Mercer Love song dedications. This could see you a) sucking your thumb in the foetal position b) knocking back three of Penfold's finest before getting on the drunk dial or c) throwing the toaster in with the bathwater.

Acceptance - The girls moved on and she's not coming back... she's found a guy whose better looking, earns more money and in all probability better in the cot than you. Time to move on... hit the gym, update the wardrobe and attend to your declining hygiene.

Starting over;

After 6 months of a lifestyle comprising of beer, pizza and the odd one night stand, you decide there must be more to life then waking up every Sunday with a hangover. You may be ready for new love my friend and what better time than Valentine's day to either bask in blissful glory or get shot down in smoking flames!!

So remember, if youre thinking about dusting the cobwebs out of the wallet to buy roses for some pretty girl on the bus tomorrow, be careful what you wish for...

Happy Valentines day!!