September 9, 2010 1 Comment
I hate tests. I am not talking about the ones you take in school either. I actually like those tests. You are given a certain amount of information to acquire and then are given a set of questions to ensure that information was acquired. Very rarely are teachers completely unfair and throw in trick questions, or well at least in my experiences. I have given plenty of trick answers though. I’ve digressed.
The tests I am referring to are these semi-standardized tests given by men at large. Men, seemingly, have a secret coalition that is dedicated to make sure women are filtered through a set of random and impromptu tests. This test includes such things like:
Will she offer to pay?
Will she open my side of the door after I open her door?
If possible, would she smash my homie?
I think those are the general standardized tests. It simply separates the ones worth dating from the ones that are not. But as a man gets more serious about a woman, the tests are more relationship-specific. It’s crazy. It is so easy to be caught up in being perfect that you don’t realize that you are simply jumping through one hoop after another. This is why I provide my disclaimer at the very beginning. It reads:
I am not perfect nor do I try to be. My only aim is for authenticity- it requires fewer apologies.