L.A. Flakers

Let me try to define my title for this blog, there is just so many different definitions so I’ll try just to use one or two. L.A. Flakers = a male with potential that is currently residing in Los Angeles that has lead you to believe that you are in the early stage of dating then one day decides not to call you back, aka FLAKE. A fucking flake actually. As in, “I’ll call you in 10 minutes when I get to the airport” flake. I hope that man’s plane didn’t go down because I never heard from him again and I continue to talk shit about his b.s. excuse. I’m assuming it didn’t so he gets branded FLAKE. Also, liar but I’ll be nice and use the word flake.

Listen, I’m not totally bitter. Yes I’d love to fall in love. Yes, I’d love to have a man challenge me. But let’s remember that I live in L.A. and flakes seem to be growing like wildfire out here. L.A. is where the men are the shallowest, actually I think that all the stupid shallow men one day said “Hey! Let’s just all move to L.A.!” These fucks believe that if they have a nice car and a nice paying job, that’s all you need to get a woman. No you don’t need class or poise or any of that, just be cocky and act like you’re the shit and all the women will come running. Yep that’s how it feels. That’s how they think.

Half the men out here I would not even touch with a ten foot pole. Yeah, they have more money than most but if you took that away there would be NOTHING. And I mean that, absolutely nothing. Dummies. A bunch of dummies live here. Put a decent man that enjoys looking into my eyes instead of my chest and I’ll be happy…and have them say something intelligent about the world, not about the business or the industry, something about maybe the election or art or traveling. SOMETHING! Oh wait, and if I would find a guy like that, dare they call for a second date!?! No! That would be too hard ya see. Calling back and using my fingers to dial or text numbers is too painful. Yep, I guess all these fucking L.A. Flakers have arthritis in their fingers. Or just some nubs, yea their thumbs are just nubs. Nubbies that don’t work. That’s the best explanation I have come up with so far. If you have a better explanation other than nubs as fingers, please let me know. Ugh! Ok I’m annoyed, I need to take a break from this topic.