When the boss is not in and there is no customer in sight, I
gossip with my teenage co-workers about everything and anything. From how we
hate being treated like slaves to what we see ourselves doing in the future
with our lives. I mean…my life is sort of set for me since I am going to
graduate in two years, but hey, a girl can imagine.
Out of all the things I talk about with my silly and at
times below average minded co-workers, we love to talk about the boy or man in
our lives. We go on our iPhones and shuffle through our current boos’ facebook
page and show them off to each other. Some will get he’s alright, he seems
nice, or a are you serious out of me.
After talking to these girls for a while, I realized that I
never found anyone completely perfect for me. It is rare that I would take the
time to get to know someone and get to like them because I do not give a ****
about anyone but me, myself, and I. Egotistical? I know, but it is true. For
people who do not see marriage in their agenda or life, there is no reason to
really spend the time to get to know a guy and get attached to them.
So, what is the source of this madness is what you all are
probably thinking. I do not know. At one point in my life, I realized that
people spend way too little time doing things for themselves because they are
too busy tending to and trying to please others. One life, one love which is
love for myself.
Do not get me wrong, I appreciate men and have lovely dreams
about them, but at the end of the day, I wanna be alone nursing a cup of coffee
or going crazy at the gym to achieve the Miranda Kerr body that I’ve told
myself I will have one day (with the existence of Haagen Daaz and Entemann’s,
that is not likely in the near future).
I think I am like this because I have very high standards
when it comes to the other sex. I want the best of the best and will not settle
for less. The do not own a single high end designer bag because, one, I do not
have the money, and two if my mother saw what I bought with the money, she
would smack me out of the state and back. I am the type of person that refuses
to buy knockoffs because I deserve the best. If not, I rather not have it at
all. Some people dream of owning a Chanel bag, but for now settle for a Coach
or a Juicy Couture one instead. Me? I want an Hermes and an Hermes only. It is
not fair for Chanel or Louis Vuitton if I got them as a “you will do for now”
and it is not fair for me because I am settling for less than I deserve. It is
a relationship that does not work.
This concept is applied when it comes to me and selecting
men. Mr. Right can come through the door, but if I do not think he’s right, he
is going right back out that door. I have let a lot of catches go because of
this mentality of mine. They were all equally handsome, smart, productive, and
BUSY, but something about them did not feel right. They all felt like Chanels
rather than Hermeses.
For those who do not know what the difference between a
Chanel and and Hermes is, let me explain. Do not get me wrong. Chanel is great
and I appreciate it, but Hermes bestills my heart exponentially more. The thing
about Hermes is that it is not obtainable by everyone. Even if the people that
wanted an Hermes bag were able to afford it, there is no guarantee that they
will go home with one at the end of the day because these uniquely handcrafted
bags are only made a certain number and when they sell out, that is it. Chanel
on the other hand is massly produced and can be obtained by those who can
afford it.
People always say “there is no such thing as Prince
Charming,” but I beg to differ. I am pretty sure there is. It is just a matter
of patience and not settling for less. C’mon, if you are selling something,
don’t you want the most out of it? You wouldn’t settle for less. In a relationship,
you are selling yourself to that one person because you are required to be only
with the one you are dating or going out with and no one else. So why settle?
***For the record, I am not waiting for prince charming. All
I am saying is that I am an Hermes bag that cannot be obtained by the average
Joe or the above average Jason. I can be seen, but not obtained unless you are
maybe perhaps the lucky guy that qualified for this exclusive piece of artwork
(ME J).
Even then, you are not guaranteed. You will need to go through a bunch of
things required by myself. Sorry boys!***
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