The Rule of 4

Hello, hello! Well, I hope you all are doing well today. As for me, I've had a decent day of lab work and studying (yea..boring! I  know!).

So, I'm going to tell you about a little rule I made up to help us girls out and which I am now going to strictly stick to....I call it The Rule of 4. It's kinda like that rule that's out there about the number of people a girl or guy sleeps with....you know, You take the number of people a girl says she's slept with and multiply it by 3 to get the real number and with guys, you take the number they give you and divide 3 to get the correct number. Well, with my rule of 4, you take the age of a guy and you subtract 4 years from that age. This will give you the age that they really act/their maturity level.

For instance, let's take Matt, the annoying shoe. He was 24 years old, but in reality, acted more like 20. Another example...let's take Roberto. He was 23, yet really acted like a 19 year old, especially the way he handled the break up and the smoking pot and everything else in his life. Which, oh, by the way, did I tell you that my suspicions have been confirmed. I finally found out why he broke up with me and it was for a girl...a skanky, blonde-bitch whore of a girl (who worked at the aquarium with us and pretended to by my friend) who had been cheating on and probably still is cheating on her HUSBAND (That's right! HUSBAND!!!) with multiple people, one of those people now being Roberto, the Croc! Well, you asked for a less committed relationship and I guess you got it...don't be surprised when you also find yourself with an STD.

So, after these two douche's...I started thinking about this rule. I thought to myself...wow, I think I'm done dating younger guys...it just never seems to work out. They never seem to be on my level. Now listen, I know there are exceptions out there, like my brother for example, but as a general rule of thumb, younger guys equal immature and stupid!

Again my thoughts  about age were confirmed when I went out with the sous chef, the one I met on POF....yea you remember him. I posted about our first date a while back....the disappointment of it not being like my first date with Roberto (pshhhh!).  He's 23, but I thought...Hey! Seems like he's got his life together and he's already in Grad school and working at an amazing restaurant...why not try!  When we were trying to plan our second date, we had being been  going back and forth via text several times about ideas of where to eat and what to do, when I got this text message from him that said: "We could make out"... 'Really? REALLY!!!?' I thought to myself. I then wrote back, 'Well, I wouldn't consider that much of a date and now you have made me feel uncomfortable.' Then Mr. sous chef proceeds to tell me that his immature friend was playing a game on his phone and saw he was texting me and he had written that. Right! Like I'm supposed to believe that. Then sous chef begs and begs me to believe him and even calls me in this little puppy dog voice. Fine, I'll give him another chance, I thought to myself.

So, we end up meeting downtown and going to this burger joint, listening to this live band, which I thought was half way decent, but the WHOLE time he was mocking the guitarist and making rude comments. Oh...and then, unlike the first date, when I tried to get him to talk, it was like pulling teeth. By this point in time, I was pretty much over this date, but I hoped it would get better. After dinner, I made him show me his cooking tools and knives....hey, if I'm going out on a date with a sous chef I want to see his equipment! LOL!

Then we headed to the beach (because the place we were going to after our dinner was closed). So, we are walking on the beach and talking about I don't know what and we stop at this one house. We sit on the sea wall and stare at the stars and the waves crashing on shore.....great time to get close. I even shivered a few times, because I was cold and then outright said: 'Brr...I'm chilly' and still nothing! I had been anticipating this kiss, because I was wondering what our physical chemistry was like, since everything else wasn't adding up. Nothing...NOT A THING...didn't move close to me, didn't offer me his jacket...nothing! So, we walk back to his car because I need to go to bed early since I have my sea turtle job the next day....and I go: 'Oh it's that awkward time of the night again,' trying to get a laugh out of him. Instead, like a little boy, he asks me what I want to do. I said, 'Well, I guess I'll kiss you'....so I lean in to kiss him and what do I get?!!!! A fucking tight-mouth lemon kiss.....no open mouth, no tongue, no emotion...no nothing! I even gave him signals that I wanted a real kiss, playing with his lips with my tongue a little....still nothing. Well, that was it for me. I was through with him. The next day he text me 3 times and I didn't text him back...I was over it!

Again, the text message he sent me, being rude at the restaurant with the band, not trying to warm me up when I was cold, and the lame ass (if you can even call it) kiss....the rule of 4 confirmed!

Oh and, as if I needed any more confirmation, I met this guy at a club one night who seemed pretty cool...asked me all the right questions, like if I was in college, what I wanted to do with my life, etc etc. I found out he was Sicilian and lived in Sicily for 17 years or so before he moved over here (and was VERY EXCITED!!!). He was 22, but I thought, eh...he's well traveled, is in college, and whatnot.....Oh, again...how I was wrong. He said he wanted to take me out on a date, then canceled it the day of, then never texted me again and I saw a status on his facebook one day that was a response to his buddies' comment....it said: "Man, you are just jealous you didn't get pussy last night and I did!"  Ewwwwwwww! Delete and done with that one. Definitely acted like he was 18!!!

So, long story short....use the Rule of 4 girls! It really helps! I guess this means I should be shooting for 29 year olds...woop woop!! :)  Just as long as they aren't older than 34...I'm good!

Good night ladies and good luck with the Rule of 4....I hope it helps you (and myself) out in times of need!

Until Next Time,
Reaching for Reefs