My Problem With Dating #218

I know that it's been a long time since anyone has posted something new here. My excuse is that I've been lazy and I haven't really had anything to post about. I don't know if the other two guys who are supposed to be posting stuff on here have an excuse at all. But now I've decided on something to talk about and I don't want to work on homework, so you guys get another post.

My problem with dating is that people seem to think that guys should always be the ones to be asking the girls out on dates and that it's never ok for the girls to ask guys out on dates.

When I get told that I need to ask girls out on dates, the first thing that comes to my head is, "Why don't they need to ask guys out?" Seriously, girls are all for equality when it comes to voting and jobs and salary, but when it comes to dating, they think that everything depends on the guys. This needs to change.

Right now, the problem with being a guy (especially a guy at BYU) is that we're expected to ask girls on dates and pay for those dates. That can get rather expensive. I don't know about all of you other guys, but I don't have that much money to blow. Meanwhile, the girls are having guys pay for their dinner, their movie ticket, their ticket to the basketball game, and everything in between.

I’m a pretty shy guy. I’m not nearly as outgoing as one of my roommates who can start a conversation with anyone, anywhere. Because of that, I’m not as prone to ask girls on dates or even try to get their number. Terrible. I know. So to get told that I’m the one who’s supposed to be doing most (if not all) of the work is kind of a daunting prospect for me.

Women, it's perfectly ok for you to ask a guy out on a date. There's nothing wrong with it. In fact, you'd probably score points with the guy by asking him out on a date (at least, you would with me). So to all of the women out there who are complaining that they don’t have a date for the weekend, go out and get one. Live in the 21^st century.

Tellin' it how it is,

The Unobtrusive One

Alright, I've decided to make this first post about another blog. Some other people may have read it. It's called The Anti-Austen Blog.
First off, please learn how to write. I know that at least one of you is a writer. How do you explain your terrible grammar and punctuation and word choice?
For example, one of the writers wrote, "my interest was peaked." Really? You're in college and you don't know the difference between peaked and piqued?
Here's another example for you readers. They were talking about a bunch of people that they compared to a Mr. Collins (a character in a Jane Austen novel). They mentioned them as Collins's.
Again. Really? I know that you got it right in a later post (Collinses), but you should have gotten it right on your first post. Your teachers should have drilled that into your heads when you were in elementary school.
I'll just skip over the occasional missed capitalization because I know that that's sometimes just an oversight of someone who is in a rush to post something about their remarkable dating life in Provo.
By the way, you guys make it so easy to find something to laugh at in every single thing that you post on your blog. And I'm not talking about the laughter that you're trying for where we laugh at the stories that you're telling. I'm talking about the laughter where I'm laughing at how very true the stereotypes of women are.

Tellin' it how it is,
The Unobtrusive One