
‘Playboy’ is one of those terms we grant to men, much like the word ‘slut’ with women. But how many of us really can spot a playboy in their natural habitat? I too was one who thought I could spot one like a hippo trying to blend with gazelles. However, what I found was that those who are true playboys are a kind of their own and are quite ingenious at their own game.
The playboy we typically utilize in our everyday vernacular is one who easily draws a new women into their chambers at the end of evening, never to speak to them again. Or, maybe calls them up for a quickie months down the road. There is no true game in this. Why? Let me explain.
Women have decided to let men run with this term playboy, without having to live up to the true definition. Come on. If a woman wants to drop her panties at the word ‘athlete’ or ‘millionaire’, that’s your own prerogative. But, let’s not give a man the term ‘playboy’ when it’s not deserved. Hey, if you are both on the same page…whatever, go for it…no judging should occur. And, might I mention, you can’t get upset or go crazy on him when he doesn’t call you. You took the bait – and might I add that it looked like a piece of rubber at the end of a hook, he didn’t even try to mask it as a worm. And, since you were ignorant enough to take the poorly disguised bait, shame on you.
So, what is a real playboy?
A REAL playboy is one that can make a woman nearly fall for him in a single evening, and you will still think you have a chance for months until you finally realize…you’ve been played.
Let’s depict a typical scenario that could transpire for a true playboy and his prey.
The evening will begin by meeting someone who you perceive to be a complete gentleman. He introduces himself to your friends and has conversations with everyone in the group. Though he may befriend your cohorts, he is still discussing you with them, trying to get in-depth information into your persona. Your first thought is, ‘WOW, he is really interested in me. Look at the time he is investing in getting to know my friends and everything about me.’
As the night continues you will begin to spend more time in deep conversations with him, finding out about each other’s families, life goals, passions, etc. Both of your foundations in life are so similar that it draws you even closer to each other. When the night comes to an end, you even contemplate spending the night with him…but, decide against it. The goodnight kiss is so passionate and he softly whispers in your ear, “I could kiss you forever” – or something to that affect.
The next morning he calls, asking you to go to brunch, or some other daytime activity. You think in your head, ‘He really does like me and wants to get to know me more.’ During this moment you have an amazing time and again kiss, planning your next meeting. And, by the next evening, you cannot help or resist your connection with him, as your panties fall to the floor and the inevitable occurs. 
As the day breaks, you wake up and turn to your side…wondering how he is going to react. Don’t act like you haven’t had this moment of contemplation before. It is the easiest way to gauge a man. When he is super sweet in the morning and gives you a kiss, there is something more. If he talks about everything he has to do that day (i.e. play golf, a meeting, etc.) and rushes you out the door, it means it was a one night stand. It’s as easy as that! And, this guy gives you a huge hug and kiss.
The days and weeks progress and you continue to speak on the phone and via text. However, a few months later you realize that you haven’t seen him in weeks, the conversations have dissipated and the texts are sporadic. And, at this moment you realize…hey, I was totally played. That’s when you know you have met a real playboy. You continued to talk and things just slowly ended. And, you never saw it coming. This is a playboy worth the term. And
for that, I will not hate the player…I can only respect his vast efforts. Beware, this TRUE playboy is out there and you could be his next victim. However, it doesn’t hurt and you kind of respect the guy. Which is why I cannot give guys the term playboy if they don’t deserve it
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From the time we are little girls we imagine the fantasy relationship every storybook has depicted. Our knight in shining armor will round the corner, our eyes will meet and we will know we have found “the one.” Immediately, we fall in love, get married, have children…and the rest is history.
placed us upon. When a bad day enters the arena, Prince Charming just raises his sword and tries to find the easiest resolution to bring that smile onto your fair face. He offers to buy you ice cream, take you to dinner at your favorite restaurant, or to that island you have been dying to visit for the last few months…anything for his queen.
After some recognition about the situation at hand, you step down from your throne, smile and kiss him on the cheek. In the end, it’s better to dethrone yourself than to have the responsibility of being the kind of perfection another man believes you have. As long as you embrace the idiosyncrasies in the other person and call them out when they deserve it…realizing that those are the words that mean the most…you can build your own chairs, next to one another, that are a lot more comfortable than a throne.
We all have male friends. They are great guys, who we may, or may not, have dated. But, as the circumstances came to fruition, he wasn’t your ‘Mr. Right’. And, since both of you were on the same page, being friends just seemed like the inevitable course of action. 
At some point the inevitable crosses each of our minds. Yep, that exact same idea we contemplate at a certain moments in all of our lives. To call or not to call the ex? – that is the question.
maybe the DMV should have referenced the meaning of ‘X’ before putting it on a sign for ‘Railroad Xing’. The ‘X’ in front of your last relationship should not mean, let’s cross that street again and see what’s going to happen this time. ‘They’ve changed. I can tell they are a different person now.’ I’m going to take a stab in the dark at this one – it’s not going to work. Why? Because you played that same game before. It will be perfect for a few days, maybe weeks, and then everything begins to rear its ugly head.
It sometimes happens when you least expect it. As you look down at your text messages, where there was once radio silence, you now see a name you had not anticipated. You stare at the screen for a moment as the shock settles in your stomach. It’s kind of like when you have a voicemail from someone you know is upset with you and listening to it is the last thing you want to do. You wait days, or even weeks, until that instant when you can handle whatever is going to be said, as you swiftly erase it.
But, we are not men. As a matter of fact, in order to translate one language to the other we need an interpreter that understands not only both languages, but the slang terminology that often gets misconstrued. And since few of those exist, ‘I miss you’ is one of those phrases that gets lost in translation.
erry – crackberry.com – I found it and sent the PIN off to the prospective BBM contact. Much to my surprise, within seconds, I received a response – an image file. As my eyes focused in on the photo, I froze. The image before me was sexual in nature, not full frontal, but enough to get ‘the picture’ of what he was trying to convey, and leaving little to my imagination.
Finally, after conversations with male friends, the unexpected answer appeared. The term is called ‘Fishing with the Cock’…and because I find this phrase completely repulsive and profane in nature, from here on out we will just use the term ‘Fishing’. 


