Guys, Don't Play 'The Game'

On Wednesday, I usually do a 'That Time I' post with Emily. Today, I was supposed to write another review, but I didn't get a chance to take any pictures of the products. So, instead, you get a rant. An important one at that.

Guys, listen up.

"The Game" doesn't work.

If you don't know what The Game is, I shall enlighten you. It's an idiotic book (which has been featured everywhere) written by some jackass named Niel Strauss (the full name is The Game: Penetrating the Secret Society of Pickup Artists). Still confused? Essentially Strauss thinks that the way to get a girl is by lowering her self-esteem.

I'm completely serious. He refers to it as "negs." 

From Bookslut.com; A “neg” is an insult directed at a desirable woman, especially a very beautiful one, in the hopes that this will distinguish a guy from sleazy sycophants. “You’re ugly” is too strong, so Neil mostly uses comments halfway between a compliment and an insult, like “Nice skirt. I just saw another girl wearing one of those,” or “Your hair would look better down/up.”http://www.bookslut.com/features/2006_03_008117.php

From the book itself; "Neg -- 1. noun: an ambiguous statement or seemingly accidental insult delivered to a beautiful woman a pickup artist has just met, with the intent of actively demonstrating to her (or her friends) a lack of interest in her. For example: “Those are nice nails; are they real?” 2. verb: to actively demonstrate a lack of interest in a beautiful woman by making an ambiguous statement, insulting her in a way that appears accidental, or offering constructive criticism." http://ca.askmen.com/top_10/dating_top_ten_100/145b_dating_list.html#ixzz2ZJDotJzP

I'm sorry, what?

 
Guys, this isn't sexy. Telling me how my hair should look doesn't make me want to sleep with you. Instead, it makes me really angry. So, I'm either going to do one of two things: I'm either going make a big-ass stink out of it and embarrass you in front of your equally idiotic friends or I'm going to play along with you. I'll let you think you that you've successfully lowered my self-esteem, but I'm going to constantly bring it up. For example, on our second date (assuming that you had some redeeming qualities that made me actually want to date you), my hair is up. Oh, but you don't like my hair up, right? I'll just remind you that you said that. Years later, I'm wearing my hair up somewhere. Oh, wait. You don't like my hair up, right? I'll still remind you that you said that. Annoying isn't it? So is being told we should look a certain way.

For the record, girls don't forget things. Not only do I remember, years later, that time you insulted my hair, but all my girl friends that were there that day remember too. This was their first impression of you. I'll let you in on a little secret: they don't like jerks either.

Simply put, insulting women is never appreciated.

This applies to mothers too

Stop trying to kill chivalry. It isn't dead and it's appreciated. Opening doors, walking on the side of the road where the cars are, pulling up a chair for your lady - trust me, you want to get laid at the end of the night a girl to like you, that stuff will get you much farther. Don't listen to Strauss.

/end rant