Hilarious article from the great people at Gawker:
http://theconcourse.deadspin.com/and-now...obharvilla
"Anyway, I made her the absolute worst mixtape imaginable. It opened with this. It's bad. I'm embarrassed even typing this. Anyway, I gave it to her one day at her house. She doesn't listen to it until maybe a week later, when me and some of her female friends are over. She pops it in, and every song is more sappy and lovey than the last. I see her friend give her the most disappointing look I've ever seen, which she promptly returns. I wanted to die. Of course I couldn't die on command (god, I wish I could have), and the looks on their faces haunt me to this day."
"Right before the game was set to start, I began playing. Pep songs. On my clarinet. Accompanied by nothing but the inaudible sound of a collective sad empathy from the parents and utter mortification from the one girl I was trying to impress."
"My plan was to play games all day and then pretend like I won it right there and give it to her. I told NO ONE of this plan. So at the end of the day, I pulled Sarah aside and said, "Hey I won this somehow, and was gonna give it to my sister, but you can have it if you want it." She took the letter, opened it up, and without even reading the note saw the ring, threw the whole thing on the ground and ran away laughing. She told EVERY girl in class, who all then of course came up to me and asked me if it was true, which I of course denied. It was never spoken of again, thank god. And I've never told this story to anyone, somehow."
"She doesn't speak to me for six months, and her first words to me when she finally does are, "Why did you send me that stupid letter?""
It is so funny that a majority of these guys who wrote these in are most likely amongst the gazillions of beta males who continue a (slightly) toned down version of their unsuccessful "romance game" until they fall ass backwards into a girl finished having her fun about to hit the wall. My biggest insight from this was that girls do not ever, at any point in their lives appreciate a romantic gesture, and the responsibility that comes with it. They may get better at hiding it as their older, or they may become more forgiving of it when she's on the wrong side of thirty, but it is inherent inside of s woman to be disgusted by a man making some grand romantic effort to win her attention.
http://theconcourse.deadspin.com/and-now...obharvilla
"Anyway, I made her the absolute worst mixtape imaginable. It opened with this. It's bad. I'm embarrassed even typing this. Anyway, I gave it to her one day at her house. She doesn't listen to it until maybe a week later, when me and some of her female friends are over. She pops it in, and every song is more sappy and lovey than the last. I see her friend give her the most disappointing look I've ever seen, which she promptly returns. I wanted to die. Of course I couldn't die on command (god, I wish I could have), and the looks on their faces haunt me to this day."
"Right before the game was set to start, I began playing. Pep songs. On my clarinet. Accompanied by nothing but the inaudible sound of a collective sad empathy from the parents and utter mortification from the one girl I was trying to impress."
"My plan was to play games all day and then pretend like I won it right there and give it to her. I told NO ONE of this plan. So at the end of the day, I pulled Sarah aside and said, "Hey I won this somehow, and was gonna give it to my sister, but you can have it if you want it." She took the letter, opened it up, and without even reading the note saw the ring, threw the whole thing on the ground and ran away laughing. She told EVERY girl in class, who all then of course came up to me and asked me if it was true, which I of course denied. It was never spoken of again, thank god. And I've never told this story to anyone, somehow."
"She doesn't speak to me for six months, and her first words to me when she finally does are, "Why did you send me that stupid letter?""
It is so funny that a majority of these guys who wrote these in are most likely amongst the gazillions of beta males who continue a (slightly) toned down version of their unsuccessful "romance game" until they fall ass backwards into a girl finished having her fun about to hit the wall. My biggest insight from this was that girls do not ever, at any point in their lives appreciate a romantic gesture, and the responsibility that comes with it. They may get better at hiding it as their older, or they may become more forgiving of it when she's on the wrong side of thirty, but it is inherent inside of s woman to be disgusted by a man making some grand romantic effort to win her attention.