Hey gentleman, have you ever been asked by a girl/woman if you think they are pretty or if they have gotten less pretty or fat or something?
If you have, and you were foolish enough to answer, then you know there is no right answer. You will always come out a horrible person after this question.
I’m not talking about girls asking you if you think they’re pretty in a flirtatious way, and from someone interested in dating you. I’m talking about friends of yours who just ask for their own self worth or however you want to phrase it.
In high school, I learned the consequences of answering these questions. I remember a time one of my best friend’s girlfriend, who I was close friends with, asked me if I thought she was pretty, (or some other version of attractive) and I, being a naturally honest person, said that yes she was. I probably would have said yes as to not hurt her feelings, but the fact was she was indeed a beautiful girl, so I said so.
And her response was that I was a creep and that she was my friends girlfriend and I shouldn’t be looking at her like that.
This same girl, a few months later, asked how I thought she looked in an outfit she had worn that day. And I stupidly told her she looked hot, thinking that’s what she wanted to hear, and because frankly, she looked hot in everything. Also, I was half joking, because as I said, we were close friends, and I thought I could get away with saying this.
The result was her backing away from me, a disgusted look on her face and told me I’m not supposed to say that and that she was going to tell her boyfriend…
Another girl asked me later on if I found her attractive. She wasn’t unattractive, but nothing head turning, and learning that saying yes is a bad idea, I said “no.” I got yelled at and I don’t think I ever talked to that person again.
Another time, my sophomore year, I was in a class with my friends girlfriend, the same one who I talked about first in this post. She introduced me to a friend of hers, female, and the three of us became good friends throughout the year.
I was in between girlfriends and just had enough of women for the time being. These two were hounding on me on who I thought was hot and who I wanted to go out with, and the fact was, I didn’t want to date anyone and didn’t care who was hot or not, and that’s exactly what I told them. And of course, they both asked if I thought either of them was hot. Both of these girls were attractive, like 8/10’s, but I just shrugged my shoulders and said I didn’t care.
Well, they both got mad at me for not telling them I thought they were hot. They bickered with each other and argued with me, but I just sat there, not saying anything and only half listening. Eventually, they reconciled by saying, “Well at least he didn’t say we were ugly,” and everything was fine after that.
Effing shoot me…
Years later, when I was in my early 20’s I think, a girl I had worked with for years was sitting alone in the break room when I walked in for my lunch. We were friends, but had sort of drifted apart at this point.
Now, first a tad of background. This woman used to be absolutely gorgeous, a 10/10 if you will. We were very flirtatious when we were younger, but she always would shut me down, saying I was too young for her (she is four years older), but then a week later it would start all over again.
Eventually, as she moved into her mid 20’s, she let herself go and gained a lot of weight and just looked a mess usually. So that day, when I walked into the break room, she asked me if I thought she had gotten as fat as this other girl who worked there, who was not attractive at all.
Her exact words were along the lines of “I know I’ve gotten fat, but I don’t think I’m that fat, do you?”
I looked at her for a second and said, “I wouldn’t know anything about that and I’m not dumb enough to answer that question.”
I had wised up, you see? Or so I thought…
She got mad at me for not answering the question. She insisted that I tell her the truth, but I refused. She asked me some more questions about her and the other girl. I can’t remember what exactly, but it was something along the lines of, “well who is better looking,” and “who has the better…” I did not answer any of these questions. We hadn’t flirted in years at this point, so maybe she was trying to bring up something as to why that wasn’t so anymore, despite her having a boyfriend and I think I was engaged at the time, so duh…why would we be flirting?
Anyway, I didn’t answer any of her questions, and went to have my lunch elsewhere. She got mad, and I think that may have been the last or one of the last times I ever talked to her.
There is no winning with women! What are you supposed to do? What are you supposed to say? It’s ridiculous. This is a battle you will not win.
Does anyone else have similar experiences out there? Or ladies, what do you truly want to hear?