This is why I love anandtech, respectable men and women speaking their mind. I love it.
I was once was romantically engaged with the epitome of what a lot of men hate. A skinny, flat chested gal. The first time I ever talked to her, I was wearing pretty loose slacks. I had just performed at a concert, and she had finished up her little display too. Well...things kept getting interesting as the conversation, and when time came to stand up, well I was kinda caught My friends never would let me forget. Anyways, the gal and I continued to speak, but we agreed that if we decided to see each other on a more intimate basis, it'd cause an uproar for the both of us. I'm not exactly "hot", and well, the people she hung out with demanded perfection...much like my friends. Too bad I was too immature to realize that maintaining a popular image is stupid. Meh...
Everytime my friends go out hooters, it's always me whining about how bad the food is. They counter by saying, "The food isn't why you go to hooters". Umm...then what is? So it's always me saying, "Paying $10.00 for a subpar meal just to see beautiful women get harassed to the point where they're just plain rude? Don't get me wrong, I understand why they're rude, but I'll take my business else where, and flirt with one of the waitress' over at place that'll better suit me."
We end up not going to hooters anymore My friends realize they're pretty fugly, and that they have no chance in hell to get one of the Hooter girls' number.
Anyways...talk amongst yourself...I'll give you a topic...do you find Martina Hingis cute? talk amongst yourselves...*cough cough*
Paul