"My name is Rhoda Morgenstern. I was born in the Upper Midwest in the mid seventies, but I've lived all over the world. People love me or hate me, and it's nice knowing where I stand. I had a bad puberty, and it's still going strong. I'm a high school graduate, I went to a liberal arts college where I learned about writing and feminism and paternalism. If I remembered my ACT scores, I'd never admit it. You may remember me from Trainwrecks. I was the one with good grammar and occasional lazy spelling errors. I started Rhoda's Tact Shack as a side project where I could dispense tactful advise, both solicited and unsolicited, into the tumblr-sphere. Then I abandoned it. Now I'm back. Tumblr, this is your last chance!"

Clarification of my earlier post - which appears to have pressed some buttons

billda:

My original missive, which sparked so much righteous anger among female Tumblrs:

“Girls are incredibly annoying this way - give you the vibe all night, accept your drinks, flirt, then come last call, she and her friends all bounce together in what seems like 10 seconds. And so, after this happened to me a few times, I too no longer buy girls drinks. Do you hear that women? Stop complaining that men are not nice to you - because it’s your own fault. Nice guys finish last it seems.”

I should have been more clear. I’m not referring to the girl you meet at happy hour, buy a drink or two, and exchange numbers. There is nothing wrong with that.

What I am referring to is the girl that is slamming back jäger shots on your tab for two hours and giving all the signs that she DOES want to continue the night later. Don’t pretend you haven’t all been there, and don’t pretend you don’t know what I’m talking about - it’s called using guys for drinks, and I bet you’ve done it yourself at some point in your life.

See the reblog below, as joshuawolf put it better than I could.

Do you think that guys should just buy the girl drinks then avoid speaking to her the rest of the night? I can treat a girl with all the respect in the world, but I’d expect at the very least a “It was nice meeting you but I have to go” at the end of the evening. Now, I’m not saying that flirting with a girl and buying her drinks means she is obligated to come back to my place or even give me her number, but I’m here to have a good time and enjoy myself too; not to be taken advantage of because I’m trying to be nice.

I think while the message he sent was misspoken, the basis of it is clear: What good is it to be the nice guy when you receive the cold shoulder in return?

via (joshuawoulf)

Wow, that clears up a lot.  Hon, if you’re giving a stranger open access to your bar tab, you’re not a nice guy or a “nice guy,” you’re a pushover.  FYI, putting a woman you’ve just met on your bar tab is generally perceived as presumptuous and icky.  So, given that she thinks you’re a presumptuous and icky pushover who she will never ever kiss, let alone fuck, what else is there for her to do but pound back frat-tastic shots until you grow a metaphorical backbone and take back your metaphorical balls or she decides to leave?  Nothing. 

In tact,

Rhoda

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