Bring it to Brazil

I had read a bit about Professional Black Men heading to Brazil for the sake of sex tourism. Its interesting that this is becoming a trend, I've watched the “Beautiful” video where there are all these exotic looking women wandering around in bikinis, I've peeped the flicks where Brazilian girls give it all they've got. Brazil's poor economy combined with gorgeous women who for the right price will make the connection creates a lot of interesting relationships. The basis of relationships is all about negotiation, good(functional) ones feature a higher percentage of compromise and win-win negotiations, while bad(dysfunctional) ones have a lot of win-lose negotiation going on and usually one person is winning a lot more than the other one.

In the case of Brazil sex tourism, its win-win. The woman gains a source of income, while the man gains the pleasure of having his ego and manhood validated, without all the drama and messiness that comes with a traditional relationship; and the uncertainty that a man's money may not get him what he wants during the process of dating. Often men will wine and dine a woman and get treated like crap, or get taken advantage of; and it does happen on the occasion when a woman pays for things as well. The fact that a man is willing to travel to Brazil for the sake of being able to experience this, makes me wonder what has really happened here in America that they can't get that here?

I wish I could have someone go out of their way to make my life easier, or not have to worry about bills. It's hard out there to be truly independent, living where it is just you and your income alone, on one hand no one has to tell you what to do, but on the other hand if you come up short, its YOU coming up short and you have to be accountable; so when I hear from my male friends how bad they have it, I think of how stupid their woman has to be. I've been on my own since I got my first job at 14 ½ my mom cut me off and I had to learn how to take care of myself; and if I had a man willing to pay bills without me having to trick him, I really don't think its beneath me to take care of his needs.

I can admit I envy women who have it where they don't really have to be stressed out because they have a man who wants to take care of them. Currently I have a few male friends that are in relationships with women who just don't appreciate them. One, has a wife that he buys property for, the other takes care of the bills, and the other one has a girlfriend who just won't work but he loves her and lets her not work. But on the other hand they never seem to get any; which makes no sense to me. A man who is on his business and is out there hustling; so when I get my check I really don't have to do much in terms of paying bills is a blessing. Being able to spend it how ever I want and still have a roof over my head, and food, and a car to drive means that making a meal, washing his clothes, or taking care of him is a fair trade. Its a dumb strategy to not cater to a man who caters to you.

But on the other hand I have met a great majority of men who want you to cater to them but they don't want to commit. For example there is the guy who calls you when he's leaving the club or some other function where he didn't invite you, and he didn't get lucky. But then on top of that he wants to know what you got to eat, or will you cook, and can he borrow some money, or your car and wants to get his rocks off and could really care less about if you get yours or not. This is not a win-win situation, I get nothing out of it except lost time, missing food, and I could of done better with some heavy-duty batteries.

In all I can't really hate on women who work in the sex industry. I think about all the lousy dates I've had and some of the free nookie; that wasn't worth it. Basically, in some ways its straight dry and to the point, isn't that really the mission of a guy when he takes a girl out on a date? He spends his cash and time hoping at the end of the night he will get some. In this case going to Brazil, dropping some cash on a girl who will do all the things without the drama is a viable option; both parties win and in the end that's what it is all about.

Happy B-Day

Today is my 34th birthday, and it was not to bad. No party, just a phone call from my daughter, well wishes from friends, and a marathon of being laid back and watching HGTV. I do need to get it together and do my home work and focus on being more productive.

Interesting Posts

I'm a big fan of RSS feeds, I love them because I can read a wide variety of sites without having to go to a ton of sites, I have a lot of feeds and an looking for more as I go along. My favorite post of the day is from wise bread Miser Vs. Stunna

Souldja Boy, Crank Dat

Yesterday, in the bakery area of Wal-Mart I witnessed the effects of the “No Child Left Behind” act. I was over by the bananas when I hear the “Souldja Boy” song; then I got to see 4 young dudes do the dance that goes with it all up and down the isles of Wal-Mart like they were up in someone’s house party. The produce stocker gave them a WTF look, and I had my side-eye game on because they had no home training; and it was hella funny cause they had the dance all jacked up too.

Crazy Kind of Day

My trip to Food 4 Less was a mess; I had to chase my nephew because he took off and ran out into the parking lot. When I caught up with him I spanked him till he had tears. Thank God he didn’t get hit by a car cause I would have had to go into hiding to keep my sister from killing me. My favorite moments are when dumb folks try to get smart. For example, I was in Food 4 Less trying to get some movies out of the rental machine, when this chick and her man says “Excuse me, can you let me though.” Of course I had to side eye her because it was after 9pm when they block the door with this big news rack. So I let her through and she is commenting on how small the passageway is and how the door won’t open; I smile and tell her that the door is locked, and then it dawns on her that she can’t get out the door. I side eye her again because she should of known better.

Today was not a good day, I paid for my Daughter’s camp and I just knew that I was going to get my full amount back, and to my shock they pro-rated it and decided that they were going to give me my money back over a period of three months, even though I had enough to cover the full cost. They are so lucky that they are all the way in California, because I was so mad that I would have left the office early and paid them a visit in person, which would of resulted in me being ignorant and tearing something up in there. I spoke with a supervisor who gave me some mess about services not being rendered yet, and they couldn’t pay because of some IRS rules. I got so upset that a full-contact hug from the cutie at FED-EX didn’t even help me to calm down.

To top it off I had enough from all the nutty ass folks who want computer reservations. Someone had made the suggestion that I take all the incoming calls for our Organization; and when I find that person they are getting a beat down. There is no way I could maintain what is left of my sanity, if I had to do that all day. 89.9% of the people who call in have issues, major ones that require the help of a specialist. I get all kinds of weird situations: regulars who know that I need their account number, and then they act surprised that I asked them for it, folks who rattle off their whole entire day’s plans for a few minutes so that they can decide, and then there are the stupid ones. When I tell them there is time available at 1, 3, 5, & 7 they ask for a time that I didn’t mention, and then I have to repeat myself so that it can click in my mind that there is no time available. Days like this make me realize that I need to find a way to go back to school so I don’t have to take this mess anymore.