advice on first
14 February 2011
“Would you be interested in a girl if she and your brother had had a thing for each other and spent time together even though nothing really happened?”
This is an email from a female friend, using me as the male sounding-board/gay best friend. This is a role that I have played for this particular friend for years, and I’m aware that not all of her questions relate to herself – in many cases, she’s asking for friends (and I know this one is not about her, because she’s with someone). Which is fine. I’m the HMIC (Head Male In Charge) and I know all about this shit.
The answer is no. Not because I have a competitive relationship with my brother (he wins: fitness, brains, and, eventually, wealth; I win: funny, hairyness, and, um, other things that I can’t think of right now), but because there are a lot of ladies in the world, and I don’t want one that’s been all flirty-flirty with my brother. Shit’s gross.
(But I might be a little extreme here, because I won’t go after a chick that’s been with a buddy or one that a buddy has expressed serious interest in, both out of respect for that buddy, but even more so because, again, shit’s gross (if there was any sexytime involved, that is). I know the kind of weird sexual shit I’m into, and if any of my buddies are anywhere close to my level of sexual creepiness, I mean, no thanks.)
But the answer is no, female friend, I would personally not be interested in this lady. Of course, there are exceptions: if I truly felt that I loved her, or if she was Brooklyn Decker, I could probably make it work. But I’m guessing that’s not the case here.
(Also, I would need a little more clarity on “nothing really happened.” What the fuck does that mean? “Well, they didn’t fuck in a bed, but they fucked in a kitchen. During a party. While high-fiving party guests. I don’t even think they kissed, so it’s not like it was, like, intimate or anything.”)
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Back in the old days, when I was blogging regularly,a cheap and easy source of material a fun source of inspiration was email questions from you all. So if you need me, I’m here and I’m lazy ready: jason@jasonmulgrew.com.
This is an email from a female friend, using me as the male sounding-board/gay best friend. This is a role that I have played for this particular friend for years, and I’m aware that not all of her questions relate to herself – in many cases, she’s asking for friends (and I know this one is not about her, because she’s with someone). Which is fine. I’m the HMIC (Head Male In Charge) and I know all about this shit.
The answer is no. Not because I have a competitive relationship with my brother (he wins: fitness, brains, and, eventually, wealth; I win: funny, hairyness, and, um, other things that I can’t think of right now), but because there are a lot of ladies in the world, and I don’t want one that’s been all flirty-flirty with my brother. Shit’s gross.
(But I might be a little extreme here, because I won’t go after a chick that’s been with a buddy or one that a buddy has expressed serious interest in, both out of respect for that buddy, but even more so because, again, shit’s gross (if there was any sexytime involved, that is). I know the kind of weird sexual shit I’m into, and if any of my buddies are anywhere close to my level of sexual creepiness, I mean, no thanks.)
But the answer is no, female friend, I would personally not be interested in this lady. Of course, there are exceptions: if I truly felt that I loved her, or if she was Brooklyn Decker, I could probably make it work. But I’m guessing that’s not the case here.
(Also, I would need a little more clarity on “nothing really happened.” What the fuck does that mean? “Well, they didn’t fuck in a bed, but they fucked in a kitchen. During a party. While high-fiving party guests. I don’t even think they kissed, so it’s not like it was, like, intimate or anything.”)
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Back in the old days, when I was blogging regularly,
