Wednesday, December 4, 2019

Tricks are ruining the Dating Game for Women

I’m not anti-trick. I’m not pro-trick either. I don’t trick but I’m indifferent to the practice all together. I understand it. I often spend money to shorten the distance between point A and B. If I want a buzz now I’m not going to drink 5 $3 happy hour beers; nah I’m just going to get a double shot of Black Label with a splash of ginger ale for $22. I’m also not going use an hour of my precious time washing my car when it’s a team of folks 5 minutes away that will wash my car in 15 minutes for $20. So I fully understand spending the money I have readily accessible to cover ground faster. With that said I’ve been paying attention to the changes in the game for my own personal research.

 

Maybe before I jump to far out of the window I should define “trick” and the act of “tricking”.

 

Trick – a person that uses financial means to gain romantic attention from possible love interests.

 

Tricking – the act of buying affection via monetary means and unpaid labor (putting together Idea furniture and shit).

 

I’m glad I got that out of the way. Aren’t you? Of course you are.

 

There are two levels of tricks…

Rich dudes; that fall under that ever so cliché labeling of “It ain’t tricking if you got it” so the money they spend isn’t a guaranteed showing of effort and interest. A guy that’s sitting on million plus can afford to buy a few pairs of Louboutin’s and not even notice it.

Regular dudes; guys that lead with their wallets to circumvent genuine sexually chemistry and affection at greater risk of financial setbacks.

 

Then it’s two categories

 

Short term tricks that just want to see what that mouth do once or twice or maybe three times. Might keep her around for a season while showering her in gifts and money but when it’s done it’s on to the next one.

 

Long term tricks are the golden ticket. It’s the gift that keeps on giving. They turn into boyfriends, husbands and sugar daddies that buy purses just because and cars with red ribbons on it for birthdays.

 

Ladies dream of the long term tricks. The men with those supposed old world values in today’s landscape of equality because it’s a man’s job to take care of his woman and family. The “my woman never needs to spend a dime as long as I’m in her life” guys that pay all bills and buy gifts, flowers and candy like every day is Valentine’s day. To be perfectly honest I want a love like that. Love me enough to pay for my everything while I pocket all my earnings. Who wouldn’t want that? That’s why the homie drinking that 24oz can beer standing in somebody’s living room preaching about paying all the bills is going super viral.

 

Now here comes the plight of being a woman in search of a trick or used to being tricked on

 

These long term tricks are few and far between and the rich long term tricks are even rarer, like an albino crocodile. Why do you think leasing luxury cars is the wave right now? That Benz is only going to be hot for 3 years after that it’s going to be something way hotter out. If you have the means why the fuck would you keep driving that old thing? Even when you look at the women (who don’t have definable careers) that have a history of dating ballers they tend date men of lower social rankings as they move thru the industry. Amber Rose went from Kanye to Alexander "AE" Edwards? Trick culture is always to be upgrading and always keep the baddest bitch.

 

It takes a while for a woman to restore to factory settings

 

Women love to take the good and set that as the new bar meanwhile side stepping the bad. Quick story… I used to date this young lady and by date I mean I used to invite her over to sit Indian style on my living room floor while eating chicken wings with mumbo sauce and watching bootleg movies. It was the original Netflix and Chill but whole time it was a vibe. We laughed. We fucked. We had a blast. It was a guaranteed good time right up until some dude took her on a first date to Cancun. Yeah, fucking Cancun. On some baller shit. On some “what you doing this weekend” shit. On some “you got a passport” shit. On some “you trying to shoot to Mexico right quick” shit. She went and had the time of her life. Came home on cloud 9 with a good tan. It’s nothing like 4 days and 3 nights in 90 degree weather on somebody’s beach in the middle of November. That whole situation with homie lasted about 3 weeks. Of course he captured the pussy a handful of times and went about his balling ass business. With homie long gone it still took her 2 years to come back to eating chicken wings with mumbo sauce on the living room floor again. See here’s the thing a woman could be a Ruby Tuesday’s dinner, a MK bag wearer and the moment some dude buys her a Gucci bag and dinner at Ruth Chris she’s instantly a Ruth Chris woman. She instantly knows her worth and her worth is now Gucci and all new suitors need to meet her there. Now the next 5 dudes will be held to the unrealistic standard set by the trick before them. They’ll be broke boys and phck boys until her default settings kick back in. The downside about that is it might take a year and 2 new dicks or it might take 6 years but during that time the dudes that might be her speed are moving on with life.

 

Just imagine holding out for your prince charming and he never pulls up

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