On John Mayer, being a woman and other assorted oddities

You know, I still like John Mayer.  And here’s why.

The boy at least is willing to admit his faults.  He’s pretty honest about being a complete cad, and recognizes that maybe it’s not right.  He’s not exactly cloaking his douche-bagginess inside a shroud of fake sensitivity or chivalry.  You know, the kind of chivalry that ends up awkwardly on your doorstep, looking at you with ridiculous puppy-dog eyes, expecting to be let inside for a blow job.

For some reason, we are attracted to some people, and not others.  My particular brand of choice happens to be Asshole with a hint of Commitment Phobe.  In the past, this has veered into the territory of Emotionally Unavailable with a whiff of Sociopath, but now I’m trying to cut Asshole out of my diet altogether.  Maybe just a little Neurotic laced with some Narcissistic tendencies.

Then again, a friend the other night told me that I was the most commitment phobic person she knew, so what the hell do I know?

The point is, if John Mayer had said in his Playboy article that he wasn’t attracted to blondes, or Commitment Phobes, or women with Masters degrees, we probably never would have heard about this story.  How angry can we really get at someone who says they have a Benetton heart and a David Duke dick?   I have no doubt that the phrase “David Duke dick” will be in the Urban Dictionary within a week.

But I bet John Mayer wouldn’t stand outside my door, pretending to be chivalrous.  I bet he’d say something like, “I walked you home because I wanted a blow job, babe.”  Actually, in my head, he’s singing it in that strained, fake-Bluesy kinda voice.

I also think that John wouldn’t give a shit about what mortgage rate I’m getting for my new condo. 

Me:  I bought a condo!

Female Friends:  Wow, that’s great!  Do you love it?  Are you happy?

Male Friends:  How much did you pay?  Isn’t that a lot per square foot? What is the mortgage rate?  Why aren’t you going variable?  What’s the down payment?  Don’t you realize it’s the top of the market and you’re going to LOSE, LOSE, LOSE!?!

John Mayer:  Your body is a wonderland.  Can I have a blow job?


7 Responses to “On John Mayer, being a woman and other assorted oddities”

  1. 1 rondamarie
    February 12, 2010 at 5:09 pm

    “Asshole with a hint of Commitment Phobe” Ha! if thats a type, its mine for sure 🙂

    Congrats on the condo, when are you hosting a blogger get together so we can all see it?

  2. February 12, 2010 at 7:11 pm

    I think he was being honest. And I don’t know what we’re supposed to do when honesty is behind comments – ask people to keep mute? Teach them new interpretations? I just don’t know.

    But for someone known for lyrical ability, he should probably work on being a little better conversationally.

  3. February 14, 2010 at 5:22 am

    Everyone can use a little less asshole in their lives. Words to live by. Always.

    Until I looked him up, I had nothing more than a vague idea who John Mayer is. Goes to show how detached I am from the whole celebrity news thing. Is that a bad thing?

    Also, major kudos to you and the rest of our northern neighbors for the Olympics. The opening ceremonies almost made me want to be Canadian. Almost. I’ll stick with what I’ve got for the time being.

  4. February 27, 2010 at 4:13 pm

    It was the N word thing that really bothered me, personally. But hey, Michael Richards is back on TV, so… yeah.

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