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Originally posted by LadyRae:
Aw, Tobbs, I don't think it's pathetic at all... And I also think your a true gentleman and whole-hearteny wish there were more. But, I realize, that in this day and age and with everybody being so sensitive about everything, that the gentlemanly arts are hard to maintain. *SIGH* I admire the few of you who steadfastly persist. I am one of the ones who says thankyou!!!
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Originally posted by Cloudbringer:
Tobbin, you are a gentleman of the first caliber! And I for one think it's wonderful! Guess I got a bit of traditional and old fashioned in my upbringing, but I understand what you are saying! I CAN open a door for myself, sure, but if someone else does it for me..well isn't that sweet of them! 
Cloudy
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Well, my ex-wife never thought like that. She was always thinking (or making me think she thought this way) that I viewed her as weak. I am 5'10" and I seem to hook up with shorter ladies. Normally from like 5' to 5'4". I usually hook up with women about 6 years or thereabouts younger than I am too. Now, I don't mind the height/age difference and all, but it does bother other people sometimes. Anyways, my ex-wife was/is very sarcastic. She's got the romance of a stump. Anytime I would try and do something for her, she would get mad. I stopped buying roses as she was always complaining that I must be doing something wrong to give her flowers. Same thing about trying to make her birthday special one time too. I took off from work and fixed up the trailer (we were living in a trailer back then and were pretty poor) really nice (she never cleaned.) Anyways, so I cook up some steaks and taters and some other fixins and stuff and borrow a tux from friend and had the towel thing with my arm and all and was ready for her when she came home. I told her that her reservation was ready and sat her down at her table (dinner table). Then I said that her dinner would be ready shortly and would she like a drink with that. Ok, I thought it was kind of a nice touch as I saved up enough for the dinner and all and I lost a day's pay so I could get everything fixed up. That's what she freaked about actually. She was all over me about how we couldn't afford it and I was stupid to do something like that without asking her (if I had asked her about it, it wouldn't have been a surprise). Well, after a couple of other failed attempts, I figured she was actually happier with me not doing anything for her. I was at a loss there. I learned that trying to please others shouldn't include not pleasing yourself too. I was pretty miserable during those times, but once I started trying to do stuff for myself (she never did), I started to enjoy myself somewhat. I think that really infuriated her though, cause we ended up splitting up and then getting divorced. Ah well. L'amor. Better to have loved than to have never loved at all, I guess.
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