I’ve got a map of the local zoo that sits on my table. I took the maps they pass out at the entrance took them home, and had them laminated. They are pretty cool little placemats that get a lot of compliments.
Every day when I look at those maps, I try to remind myself not to take life too seriously.
We’re all animals.
No matter which way you spin the puzzle of life, no matter what it comes down to biology and survival. Ya can’t fault women for doing what they need to do to survive, no matter how cruel it may seem on the surface.
That’s why today I want to talk about the “friend zone”…
Do you think a badass lion would be cool with one of the lionesses in his pride saying, “Hey, Simba, I really like you but I think we should just be friends…”
He’d have nothing to do with that, that girl would be exiled to the far reaches of the savannah.
So when a girl friend zones you (a human), it’s simply her way of saying that you *aren’t good enough* for her.
Take, as an example:
The first girl I ever really crushed on. I was 14, and I managed to summon up the guts to actually bring her flowers on Valentine’s Day. Cheesy, but she “loved it”…
…and then stuck me in the friend zone.
A year or so later, I finally caught on to her gig, and cut her out of my life. I set about improving myself (that’s when I lost 75 or so pounds), took up guitar and kart racing, and overall became a much better and interesting person.
She started trying to make contact with me.
And I let her, and all of a sudden things had totally switched around. I was “good enough” in the terms of the food chain.
Sure, I hated her guts at the time.
I can look back and just chuckle. Because she became intersted after I became interesting, and of course was heading off to college (unlike many of other peers) to study. Her survival instincts kicked in.
The lesson’s this:
Learning these lessons in life is truly painful. It usually takes a good shot in the gut of heartbreak. And it’s usually not a shot either. It’s often extended over a long period of time.
The thing is, once you figure out how lions think…all of a sudden you have more than what you know what to do with.
Kind of like how the female lions bring the pride leader all the food he wants.
One more thing, it’s important:
I tried my best to explain every situation possible in my book, to help avoid the heartbreak, gut punches, and overall BS that modern dating puts men through.
A lot of time has passed since I was 14 and I’d like to think I’m old and wise.
Get it here:
Keep causing Trouble,