Female Selection

My personal experience says: at the first sign of someone disappointing you greatly, emotionally, cut your losses and get out. There are, quite literally, other fish in the sea…or fish to fry…or whatever you want to do with them, frankly. Don’t let a man fool you into thinking it’s his choice, either. Biology tells us that female selection is what’s really going on.

Use your selectivity. Easier said than done, I know, but you don't want to be in the same spot with someone a month from now, and that's usually what happens. Those moments when we say, "I should just dump him now and save myself the misery. I should do this with grace," are good moments; we should embrace them and accept them as truth. Normally, however, we glorify the issues and hope for reconciliation with big, meaningful, alligator tears. In part, the nature of attraction leads us to forgive and forgive, if for no other reason than, “omg, he’s just so, so adorable.”

We consistently find novelties in men’s actions that are undeserving. The truth is, we deserve these novel characteristics, but we deserve more than a few a year.

That time he saw you cry in a movie and petted your hand. That time he called you pretty when you were brushing your teeth. That one and only time he put the seat down. He winks, but not in the annoying way a Backstreet Boy would. He throws his head back when he laughs. He said he loves the corners your lips. You seem to fit perfectly into his shoulder in bed – at the right height that your toes can still touch his heels or you can rest the top of your big toe under the arch of his manly foot.

Snap out of it.

Remove eggs from basket.

Run; run like a mother f***er.