Why Good Girls Like Bad Boys
We’ve all done it at one time or another. We whine to our friends about the lack of nice available guys, and then, when given the choice between a nice, sweet (safe) guy and a bad boy who makes our toes curl, we invariably go for the toe-curler. The heartbreak-waiting-to-happen.
The bad boy.
Doesn’t make any sense, does it?
I recently received a letter from a sweet guy who wrote, “I’ve been looking for some insights to what women are looking for, because from my perspective, they often go for that which they complain about most! Got any advice for us men?”
Baby, you hit the nail right on the head.
There’s good news and bad news for all you nice guys out there. Your day will come. It just may not be today.
Nearly all women go through some period in their lives when they’re swept up by a bad boy. The Navy Seal with the amazing bod and the mental prowess of a fruit plate. The Harley guy with mean beard stubble and an attitude to match. The Josh Hartnett look-alike who makes us feel like the center of the universe, and then puts the moves on our roommate the minute we leave for the ladies room.
We can see these guys coming a mile away, and yet we fall for it every time.
Why?
Part of us actually like to believe we can be the one girl to turn this wild man into a pussycat. Part of us just like that down-to-our-toes thrill, the excitement of something we KNOW is bad for us. (Like chocolate cheesecake, and Jimmy Choo shoes.) Some of us are just gluttons for misery.
Most women actually grow out of the bad-boy phase once we hit our mid-twenties. Our girlfriends start to couple off, and we start wondering if we used up our nice guy quota in college when we were still torturing men for sport. That’s where you come in, Mr. Sweet Guy. Because you’re the guy we really want.
Here’s my advice for all the nice guys:
Remember what we were wearing on our first date. Give romantic gifts on birthdays and anniversaries (and remember flower-mandatory holidays such as Valentine’s Day.) Get what we?re all about. Let us know what you’re all about. Kill any bugs that sneak into the kitchen. Give us your coat when it gets chilly outside. And remember there?s a fine line between being a nice guy and being a doormat – don’t take any crap from us.
After all, you don’t want to be a good boy in love with a bad girl.
LISA DAILY,
Although I’m aware that this comment will not make it past the review process, I feel I have to try.
“The Navy Seal with the amazing bod and the mental prowess of a fruit plate.”
You obviously know absolutely nothing about what it takes to be a Naval Special Warfare Operator.
The individuals recruited for NSW/NSO are as intelligent as they are physically fit. Mental aptitude and presence of mind is one of the very first things that the navy tests for when selecting seals. In fact, I’m sure that despite how you feel about it, a NAVY SEAL, especially a SEAL officer is 100 times more intellectually capable than you are. He’s probably just too shy or humble of a man to tell you.
Your comment is as ignorant as it rude. To so blatantly disrespect the men who give up so much of their lives to maintain your freedoms is ugly, ungrateful, and just un-American. If you are going to use any demographic as an example in your little articles, you should first take the time to do the appropriate research on that demographic. The SEALs, of all people deserve it.
Don’t just take my word for it. Look at these links about a man named Michael Murphy. The first one tells you who he was. Please take special care in reading about his level of education. The second, is about what he did for this country. After you read them, take the time to reflect on the ideal that almost every single bio on SEALs reads allot like Michael’s. Even the enlisted guy’s.
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In short, NAVY SEALs are good men. If you think otherwise despite the evidence then your judgement is either flawed or you are either emotionally or politically compromised (or both). Either way, you are unfit to make judgment calls regarding the caliber of a man.
Regards,
Stew