S.N.A.G

One Day The Guy Will Need Rescuing & The Girl Will Be Off Chatting Up Someone Else

Ok, so i think that maybe i've started to become a traitor to my sex. Only in some ways, it's ok! But i'm having some qualms (LOVE that word!) about this new 'Sensitive-New-Age-Guy' craze that's sweeping the globe.

On the one hand, there's the typical bloke. Footy, beer, footy, chicks, footy... A man's man. We all know the type. He's the kind of guy who plays hard to get, enjoys the chase, would die if he ever watched a chick flick and wouldn't cry for a million dollars. They don't understand why compliments are necessary. They pause before they agree that you look lovely. They're a total enigma. We don't understand them. They don't understand us. Each tries to understand the other, but it never really happens. But that's ok, it keeps things interesting...

Other hand? There's the sweet, sensitive, suave new-age guy. The chick-flick watching, pink shirt wearing, limerick writing, compliment giving type guy. They're a rare breed, but are becoming increasingly more common. They're the kind of guy who makes the first move, who isn't in it for the thrill of the chase, who actually listens to your problems. They talk about their feelings, their vocabulary consists of more than grunts and burps. They're the guys who make you feel like a queen.

Overall, i really think that the SNAG is the type of guy who every girl wants to have. They're the ones who treat you properly and make a girl feel as special as she really is. So why is it that when a SNAG rocks up, all i'm wanting is a guy-guy. I miss the confusion and boy-ness that comes with that territory. Goodness knows why, but you know me. Always making the worst choices... Apparently, the simplicity and straight-forwardness of a SNAG is just all too much for me and totally blew my mind. Something JUST isn't right.

Maybe i was just dropped on my head a few too many times as a child. Because i apparently can't take a good thing by the hand when it comes along. I'm betraying my sex! We complain about having to deal with hopeless males, then when something better comes along, all i want is that hopeless male back...

Annie