I Can Be A Perfect Bitch

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Sometimes, I get a thrill out of being a bitch to men.

It’s only when I don’t really like the guy and guess what- they LOVE IT!

I know why men love bitches. I made a video about it.

The truth is some men need NEED a bitch in their life, to train them. I wrote about that in my latest eBook How To Train Your Man.

In the past week, I’ve really been a bitch and it just keeps men wanting more. I’ll share a few of my bitchy moments. If there are any fellas reading, let me know if it turns you on.

Scene 1

I was talking to this young dude I met at the gas station. He was supercute but he had a bad attitude. I think it was only because he was immature. Anyway, when we met he said he liked me because I had an “attitude” which basically means he wants to argue and fight and be cursed out on a regular basis.

This is NOT who I am generally. If I like a man, I like to serve him and treat him like a KING. Men who love bitches HATE good treatment and they won’t accept it or respect it, which is why me and this dude couldn’t get along.

Anyway, he did something to annoy me. Oh yea, he has a bad attitude, meaning he likes to criticize everything. Dude was talking about my hair, the way I laugh, my personality and still trying to act like he liked me. If you LIKE someone I think you should say good things about them, right?

Well, after a day of spending time with him, the next time he called I told him I never wanted to see him again. He didn’t believe me. I didn’t ignore his calls, I always answer my phone. I just didn’t call him at all and when he said he wanted to see me I told him no. When he asked me why I told him that he doesn’t know how to act.

After a couple of weeks he was still trying and called me one evening sounding so sincere and apologetic. I fell for it and allowed him to come see me. He was a completely different person, at first. Of course, if a man is putting on an act he can’t stay that way for long.

He changed back to being an idiot to me, and I didn’t want to be a bitch again so I told him I didn’t want to see him again. He got really mad. He threatened to come over anyway. I told him whatever- that he’s immature and he cursed at me and hung up on me.

He called the next morning to apologize for his behavior and I accepted it sweetly. Kindness kills! I still haven’t seen him again and I don’t want to.

Scene 2

I was on the bus the other day when the driver started asking me questions. It started off innocently enough, questions about why I don’t have a car. Then he started getting too deep and I cut him off saying, “You’re asking me all these personal questions in a public place.” He was annoying the fuck out of me.

When we got to the mall as I tried to walk past he said, “You got a phone. Give me your number.” I looked at him like he was crazy. Bitch please!

“No,” I said.

“Why not?” he had the nerve to ask.

I looked at him and said, “Because you don’t deserve it.”

Ugh. Be for real.

Scene 3

I was on the bus when I saw this pretty young lady. She was sitting near the front so I sat beside her. This old man got on the bus. The kind of old man who thinks he’s still hot enough to catch a young chick. He preys on young girls who are submissive, I could tell. He looks like one of those old men who walks around jiggling the change in his pocket to attract little girls who want candy.

Anyway, this dude looks at the girl sitting next to me and then he opens his phone and starts talking loudly in another language. Then he says to the girl sitting next to me, “Give me a pen.”

Just like the obedient person that she is, she immediately opens her purse and fishes out a pen and hands it to him. I roll my eyes.

After a few minutes, he’s still on the phone and he reaches into his pocket and produces a bunch of business cards. He writes on one of them and then hands the pen and the business card to the girl. She looks confused.

“That’s my number,” he says. “Call it.”

Ugh.

“She don’t want your damn number!” I say for her.

He looks at my all shocked.

“Hey,” I say to the girl. “If a man is bothering you, you can say NO. You don’t have to do what they say.”

She smiles a little smile and nods at me, placing the business card on the seat between us. I grab the business card and I THROW it at the man’s face.

“Nobody wants your damn number!” I tell him. “Leave people alone!”

“You’re just jealous!” he says.

“Yeah right. You wouldn’t have been able to give me the first TWO DIGITS. Nobody wants to talk to you! Ugh!”

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