You're Too Catty

Okay, ladies. It is time that you admit to yourselves what men have known for ages: some of you are just flat-out trifling.

Yeah, I said it.

You all give each other grief more than a man ever could. Some of you are your female counterparts' worst enemy. I will give you an example in which all of you are familiar:

You and your man go to a house-warming party for a neighbor. It is a formal event, so everyone is dressed nicely. You walk in with your man and what happens? Immediately, every female eye in the room is giving you the "elevator eyes" as they evaluate your outfit from head-to-toe. "Hmmph! She thinks she's cute," they'll think to themselves. "I ought to scratch her eyes out."

Okay, maybe the last sentence was an exaggeration (for most). Ladies, what's the point? Is it really a competition if the other person doesn't even know that they're in a race? How can someone who simply walks into the room get the "mean mug" from you? You don't know her.

Let me clue the females in on something: men know that you're competitive and we use it to our advantage. We know that you will do unreasonable things to "win" whatever it is you're competing for in your head. We can feel your grip on our arm get tighter as a "rival" comes near. We know why you give us that spur-of-the-moment "PDA" when another "competitor" makes eye contact with us.

Men can use one woman's attention as another woman's motivation.
There's no code among some women. No unwritten rule that helps them to avoid these incidents. Some of you are probably missing out on a "BFF" simply because you're too catty to even say "hello" to someone you perceive as a threat. You could have a long-term friendship with a woman except for the fact that her shoes don't match her outfit. Deal breaker, right?

Guys don't care about imperfections on other guys. In fact, we can meet a total stranger and we will find some way to bond with that guy simply for the sake of passing time. It's not that we don't compete, but if we do, it doesn't happen the moment another dude walks into the room.

Real men only want to have a good time. (I stress "real men" because some of these 20-something males only seem to want to impress each other -- go figure).

Ladies, stop taking the "feline approach" and just assume that each woman that comes in the room only wants to have a good time just like you do.

How Can I Cash In?

I'm jealous. Like Wanda Sykes, "Yeah, I Said It!" I'm bitter. Why, you ask? Because I'm tired of rich people making more money on top of what they already have for saying some of the same things that I say. Steve Harvey, Dr. Phil, Reverend Run, etc. I'm jealous of them. I want to cash in on my knowledge, too.

I can give good advice to a co-worker/friend and it will fall on deaf ears. But, doggone it, let Steve Harvey, a man on his third marriage, tell a woman to "respect yourself" and they run to Barnes & Noble to buy his book.



I don't get it. You can't be insightful unless you're already famous? You have to have starred in a certain number of TV shows or movies in order to have credibility?

Ex-con, Lyfe Jennings, took the radio airwaves by storm with his "Statistics" song. He sang about the type of men a lady will meet and how to not "be a nickel looking for a dime." The song was being played every where right before he went back to jail for getting into an altercation with the mother of his child. Now's he's a "Statistic." Again. Yet, his lyrics are still tweeted daily.



So, yeah, I'm bitter. I haven't had multiple marriages. I don't have any baby mamas nor do I hit women. Doesn't that make me more of an expert since I generally practice what I preach? I want my next pay check to be from some common sense statement I made in a blog. For example: "If he will cheat with you, he will cheat on you."

Where's my dough? If Reverend Run tweeted that same statement then he would have more retweets than a stuttering baby bird.

If there's money to be made in common sense, why can't the guy with "Common Sense" in his blog title make any? How can I cash in?

Maybe I should go the route of some of my peers. I take a lot of pride in some of my fellow bloggers who have turned their thoughts into books (or are in the process of doing so):

My man, Sid, down in FL has a book or two at Barnes & Noble. One of my new faves, Tameka, is doing her thing with "The Writing Assassin". It's very good and I wish I everyone would follow and support her. Scott gives a lot of outside-the-box perspectives on his blog as well.



We all need to rise up and get our pay checks! No sense in already-famous people getting all of the attention for saying some of the same things we've posted.

Now, if I can only get Dr. Phil to float me a loan to help publish my book...