Brooklyn

I exited the subway in Brooklyn. It was a sunny day. Lots of people were in the street, going from shop to shop.

I walked across the street into this store where people were lined up to buy food. They looked happy and excited to receive whatever was being sold. I walk over to the line in time to see one of the customers happily receive their product and walk towards the seating area.

Somehow, I was aware that the store sold hot dogs. I decided that that was what I was going to try. I held up the correct amount of fingers and told the vendor “Two hot dogs”. He said “Two hot dogs?”, I said “Yes.. Thanks”.

I went to sit down at a small, square two-person table to wait for my hot dogs. It was a small NYC-pizza-shop-type place with that kind of service to your seat.

The vendor indicates that my food is ready and hands me a white, styrofoam cup. It appears to have custard in it. There’s a spoon with it. I’m preparing to politely inform the proud vendor that he gave me someone else’s order when I realize that THIS is the product of the store… They make hot dog ice cream. :/

WTF???

Hot Dog Ice Cream

So now, I flash back to when I had been standing on the line and ordered the hot dogs and I *SAW* the vendor drop them into the water. For those of you that aren’t from here, we have street vendors that have silver carts and sell you hot dogs that they retrieve from hot water inside their carts. Sanitary, No. Delicious, Yes! :D .. Anyway.. Now, I’m thinking “Why the hell did he cook them if he was going to make them into ice cream, but I suppose that it makes sense since you can’t eat uncooked hot dogs anyway and you don’t want to cook them until someone wants the ice cream.”

Everyone else seemed to be happy, so I tried it. Surprisingly, it was good. Not DELICIOUS, but just good. Good enough to recommend as a novelty but not necessarily endorse.. like that chick that wasn’t the best-looking girl you ever hooked up with but you had a damned good time with her that you would tell your absolute best friends about but hide from everyone else…

Getting up from my table, I met a waitress there.

It wasn’t a full-scale restaurant, so she wasn’t really a waitress, but more like a lackey or henchman that has to do stuff the owner doesn’t want to do.

She looked exactly like that girl, Crystal from True Blood.

I could tell she was feelin’ The Kid and I was definitely feelin’ her, so I invited her to go hang out. She said she couldn’t get off work. I left the invitation open.

Nightlife

Later that evening, I’m across the street from some bar where a fight breaks out. Guys are running up and down the street attacking each other and yelling. It’s interesting, but not really. Drunk Dudes being Drunk Dudes. \o/

I catch up with three dudes I know and we decide to go to a bar. I’m the last guy to walk in. The bouncer is checking IDs on the way in. I reach for my wallet and I can’t find it.

I realize that I can’t find my wallet because it’s in my jacket and somehow, somewhere, I lost my jacket. I’m like “****! ****! ****! ****!” and try to think back to where I might have put down my jacket. The only place I could think of was the hot dog ice cream store, so I go back there and there’s a pile of coats on a counter.

I start looking/feeling through the coats and I see “Crystal” leaving work. She has on a furry Russian hat and some kind of heavy, long coat. I ask her about my jacket and she indicates the stack that I’m already looking in as where it would be if it’s here at all.

I reach into the stack and feel the same texture as my jacket. I pull it out and it seems to be my black leather jacket, but there’s this small square patch either sewn or glued to the middle of it that’s obviously been there for a long time, so this isn’t my jacket.

I keep searching…

You Betta Recognize!

I get up and walk towards the bathroom. I guess having to go to the bathroom reminded me of WHY I needed to go to the bathroom, which makes me think of food.

I’m thinking “It was probably that hot dog ice cream……. Hot Dog Ice Cream? O_o…. What THE **** is HOT DOG ICE CREAM? :/ .. Hot Dog Ice Cream doesn’t ******* EXIST, STUPID! :/”

This is where I realize that it had been a dream. My wallet is in my posession. I haven’t worn my jacket in months because it’s summer. I didn’t meet Crystal. I wasn’t even in Brooklyn.

If you would have asked me about “Hot Dog Ice Cream” in between when I woke up and when I realized what had happened, I would have sworn up and down that a) It existed, b) I had tried it, and c) It was decent, but not fantastic.

I would have told you you they sold it in a store in Brooklyn and that there’s a HAWT waitress there that you need to check out.

When you finally wake up, you have two options.. Go Back To Believing The Dream or Recognize Reality. If the dream is better than reality, which one would you choose? O_o

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Guys don’t like to follow the rules when they try to meet girls in a group. There’s a pecking order which has been automatically determined by the individual characteristics of each of the guys YOU chose to hang out with on this particular run. Whether you know it or not, what’s going to happen for you this evening is not just LUCK, but it’s also a function of the ‘team’ you’ve assembled. TEAM is in quotes, because it’s usually actually a motley crew, and there’s really no TEAMWORK involved in the entire evening. My suggestion is that you a) Figure out your standing amongst your homeboys, b) Play Your Position and c) Act Like You Know! :D

Wikipedia has this to say about Dominance Hierarchies:

A dominance hierarchy or social hierarchy is an organizational form by which individuals within a community control the distribution of resources within the community. Dominance hierarchies are formed when a group of individuals belonging to the same species share a territory.

Dominance hierarchies can be despotic or linear. In a despotic hierarchy, one individual controls all the other individuals. In a linear hierarchy, of which the classic example of pecking order in hens is often cited, each individual has a rank in the hierarchy.

Dominance hierarchies occur in most social animal species, including primates who normally live in groups. Dominance hierarchies have been extensively studied in fish, birds, and mammals. Dominance hierarchies can be simple linear structures, which often arise from the physical differences among individuals in a group in relation to their access to resources. They are also influenced by the complex social interactions among individuals in the group.

Like I said, the dominance hierarchy is set up automatically. It’s merely the difference between who YOU are, and who the guy next to you is. You don’t have to agree to it or even LIKE it. It’s a fact. Forget about the guys you don’t even know that are going to be there… Depending on whom you hang out with, you might be bringing your worst competition WITH YOU to the party. :D This is why the intelligent group knows who the top dogs are and acts accordingly.

While this article’s mainly for the fellaz, it applies to the chicks also. If you *INSIST* on hanging out with girls magnitudes more physically attractive than you are, do NOT expect to be the first chick rapped to when you meet a bunch of guys… EVAR! :D Life isn’t fair. It’s not HER TURN this week and YOUR TURN next week, hahaha it’s ALWAYS *HER* turn. Recognize… and Act Like You Know. :)

Your social life will be much better when you realize and accept your position in the crew. You can stop banging your head against brick walls and ease back and enjoy the perks of NOT being the team leader. Your role is support. You’re there to assist the team leader in MAKING IT HAPPEN! What you are *NOT* there to do is battle with the top dog(s) for girls you will never pull over them in the first place.

The way we live in the USA, and especially in New York City, everybody wants the best of everything. This leads to massive amounts of competition. Kickin’ it to chicks is no exception. Every gal you meet has a specific set of likes and dislikes she’s consciously or subconsciously operating from. Off the bat, you’re at an advantage or disadvantage compared to the next man. Does that mean you CAN’T get the rap if you start out on the losing end? Hellz Naw! :D You’ll be in a much better position to operate if you recognize the game and play it where it lays.

You lose if:

• She likes taller guys and you’re shorter
• She likes athletic guys and you’re out of shape
• She likes rich guys and you’re broke
• She likes original guys and you’re derivative
• She likes smart guys and you’re an idiot
• She likes funny guys and your jokes are dry as hell
• He’s driving a Caddy, you’re fixin’ a Ford

You get the picture. Now if the guy trumping you isn’t a friend of yours, you’re in for a loooooong night if you still insist on trying to pull that female. If he IS your friend, then all you need is some strategy. Unfortunately for you, not being the top dog, that “strategy” might mean you don’t get the rap to that chick AT.ALL! haha However, for playing your position and facilitating the rap of the team leader, you will receive perks… trickle-down… the extra chicks that flock to the team leader, but can’t kick it to him because their girl is trying to get on! :D

Sometimes, trickle-down is the BEST THING EVER!!! Sometimes, the hottest chicks aren’t there yet when you and your crew arrive. As soon as the team leaders choose ladies to rap to, they’re locked in. When that better-looking homegirl shows up, the leaders have to “eat that” and introduce them to the guys that have been holding off the cockblockers for them. hahahahaha CHA-CHING!!! $$$$$ :D

If you refuse to play your position and take what you can get, you make things tougher for ALL of your friends to get on. Sure, healthy competition’s good when you first walk in the door, but when you see she’s digging your friend, step to the left and let him get some light. When you see that extra chick eyeballing his conversation, take one for the team and go over there and distract her. Meanwhile, the team leader will see if the gal he’s talking to has a hawt sister or cousin available for you.

The Kid learned this lesson the hard way one day, hahaha. About five of us had descended upon these chicks in a McDonald’s, and I was probably 4th on the totem pole, meaning second from the LAST GUY that should have gotten a rap from those chicks, hahaha. IIRC, the top three guys rolled up on the same girl, or maybe two girls and I had a clear shot to this other one, so I sat down and started saying whatever garbage was in my repertoire at the time.

All of a sudden, from over my left shoulder, MY WORST NIGHTMARE APPEARS, the #1!… Boom! He sits down and starts talking to this chick that I was OOOOOBVIOUSLY talking to solo and her attention disappeared from me, immediately! It was like somebody activated “The Cones of Silence” or like I had disappeared or something. I couldn’t BELIEVE it. I was sooooo mad! :D

However, upon tactical discussion after the fact, it became clear to me that a) I hadn’t physically imposed myself upon her position enough for it to look like I was doing anything other than distracting her from the main rap, as the wingman’s *supposed* to do, and b) Just because I got there first didn’t mean she wanted to talk to ME more than the team leader, so the fact that she was so easily distracted meant that I should have just played my position and given him room to operate.

OTOH, sometimes, it’s just The Kid’s day, and there’s nothing anybody can do to stop the bum rush! :D If it’s ON, it’s ON… Which is why I can write stuff like this all year ’round, and I’ll STILL have more female friends than most of y’all have family members! :D

Anyway… It’s a tough pill to swallow, but trust & believe, it’s in your best interest. Assess your situation, go for what you want, but make sure you have contingency plans. You might have your heart SET on “chick A”, but if she’s feelin’ your homeboy, stop catchin’ feelin’s, facilitate his rap, back his play, associate with the next chick…

Who knows? Looks aren’t everything. You might be getting the better deal! :D

DatingGenius
 
 

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