I work with and around a lot of young ladies. They are anywhere from juniors in high school to their early twenties. I hear about the prom and I hear about " boy " troubles. Boys are such pigs ! I just smile and say nothing. To them I'm an old man and know nothing of such things. They probably think I went to a one room schoolhouse and went to barn dances on Friday nights. I offer no words of advice, just remaining silent. It is a different world we live in and things are easily misunderstood.
I will admit that I am moved to speak on some occasions, still I say nothing. These young ladies would do well to listen to advice from an old man, but they don't know that. I am not surprised, when I was eighteen or so I knew more about love and romance than Don Juan, or so I thought. That is the way of the world and little has changed.
If I were to offer some advice I would say this.Young men like to win. They like to collect trophies. Once the trophy has been won their interest usually begins to fade. Oh, in the beginning they will admire it, put it up on the shelf. They will polish it and care for it. Each time they see it they make a fuss over it, that is until some other shiny thing catches their eye. Soon that trophy is collecting dust in the corner of the room. I would tell them, don't be a trophy. You are not some prize to be won. Likewise do not try to obtain some trophy for yourself. No, what you want is something that is good for everyday use. A low maintenance, high reward person is what you need. Do not be fooled by the packaging. Sometimes the most exciting things come in a plain brown wrapper.
That would be my advice but I know it would fall upon deaf ears. These things must be learned through experience. One can not understand sweet without having tasted bitter. It is an interesting thing to observe, these interpersonal relationships, when you have no vested emotional interest. I do feel bad when they are distraught. It is just one of those things in life I suppose. There are some you cheer for, and others that,well, you just hope they learn. Sometimes it is good to just feel smug ! I know I shouldn't, but it is but a small vice after all. A small amusement.
I will admit that I am moved to speak on some occasions, still I say nothing. These young ladies would do well to listen to advice from an old man, but they don't know that. I am not surprised, when I was eighteen or so I knew more about love and romance than Don Juan, or so I thought. That is the way of the world and little has changed.
If I were to offer some advice I would say this.Young men like to win. They like to collect trophies. Once the trophy has been won their interest usually begins to fade. Oh, in the beginning they will admire it, put it up on the shelf. They will polish it and care for it. Each time they see it they make a fuss over it, that is until some other shiny thing catches their eye. Soon that trophy is collecting dust in the corner of the room. I would tell them, don't be a trophy. You are not some prize to be won. Likewise do not try to obtain some trophy for yourself. No, what you want is something that is good for everyday use. A low maintenance, high reward person is what you need. Do not be fooled by the packaging. Sometimes the most exciting things come in a plain brown wrapper.
That would be my advice but I know it would fall upon deaf ears. These things must be learned through experience. One can not understand sweet without having tasted bitter. It is an interesting thing to observe, these interpersonal relationships, when you have no vested emotional interest. I do feel bad when they are distraught. It is just one of those things in life I suppose. There are some you cheer for, and others that,well, you just hope they learn. Sometimes it is good to just feel smug ! I know I shouldn't, but it is but a small vice after all. A small amusement.
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