In the immortal words of Olivia Pope – “EARN ME!” Now…this blog post isn’t for you side hoes. I don’t want to give you hope…Let me clarify that up front. While Olivia is Step Team Captain to all side hoes of America, let me burst your bubble and say, you aren’t entitled to shit cuz you’re currently borrowing shit. You’re renting. You have a claim to jack shit and NAYthing. In business we call your situation low risk because you haven’t really invested yourself like a girlfriend would. No trying to get along with his family, going to wack ass work parties, taking care of him when he’s ill, having to help out with the bills, and all the negative bullshit that comes with being a girlfriend/wife. No. You just come around for the good parts, get your nut and roll out…that’s why in the end, you leave with nothing but those panties you took off…because you gave nothing. You risked nothing. Low risk = low return on your investment…No, this post isn’t for you…
So I’ve been dating…it’s what I do…It seems to be my permanent HOBBY. My side gig…my manifestation. Sigh…I have yet to meet a man that just sweeps me off my feet! Damn!!! There were a couple of rich ass Africans in college that wanted to give me the world…at that time I was young and dumb and really didn’t know what it was to pay a bunch of big ass BILLS. (smh) If I knew then what I knew now…(woulda dropped that shit like it was hot)
Let’s talk about COURTING. Now, I’m not saying that you have to kiss my entire ass, but damn, show me that my ass is worth kissing!!! Unfortunately, I’m an ENFP personality type, which means I LOVE to spoil my lovers. This also unfortunately means that in today’s culture, I’m left assed out!! The men I keep running into are so self absorbed it’s sickening…like you think throwing a date you paid for is enough of a golden ticket to enter my coochie? Sorry, I get money…I can take my self out to dinner.
As women, I feel like we can offer men WAY more than they can offer us. We give BIRTH. We hold you down! We’re the puppet masters of their adult life…when you’re sick, we take care of you. When work and life gets you down, we console you…we take care of home…we RUN this shit! For the most part, they just let the gas company know which account to withdraw the funds from.
Which brings me to my point…EARN ME!!!!! Act like you know! Court me! Give me flowers because it’s Tuesday…take me to my favorite restaurant! Show me that you think of me when I’m not around! Damn! Is that too much to ask! Show some fucking EFFORT!!!
While currently dating someone that I intuitively feel like it won’t work with but wish that it would, I know that I’m going to reach a precipice. I can feel it…I’m with some right now, that does nothing for me. I am convenient and his elusiveness intrigues me, but he does nothing intentionally to excite me and most importantly EARN my attention!!! I am worth it. You should WORK for it. No matter how low my world could go…I could be anywhere in the world, but I’m here with you…
Take the time to show me that you appreciate my presence and that you are willing to EARN ME!