Yesterday was Valentine’s Day and you were hoping to spend the evening in the most romantic, blissful place with your man, boo, or whoever. Instead it was 10pm and you were sitting alone at home watching TV without a call, text, email, or smoke signal from your “love.”
She Says:
Let me preface this by saying that Valentine’s Day is not a fav holiday of mine, but I am not a bitter single girl about it either. If you care to know my personal thoughts on the day, then click here to read. Now let’s get to the matter at hand!
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He Says:
I feel bad for the women who think they are a priority, when they are really just a “jawn”. A lot of women, even though most will deny it, consider Valentine’s Day to be a more important holiday than Baby Jesus’ Birthday. Even though this is a crazy way of thinking, it’s a consistent one on an annual basis for many women. Nevertheless, I believe there are two main ways for you to figure out whether or not you are number one in your man’s life. He will express his plans for you as one of two personalities: I like to call them the “Day Before Lover” and the “Late Night Lover”.
The “Day Before Lover” is quite smooth with his game. He tells you he has to work on Valentine ’s Day or that he makes dinner for his Mama every year on Valentine’s Day. Regardless of the excuse, he will find a way to get out of spending time with you on the actual holiday. You believe these lies because you don’t think that a man would spend any time with you on this day if you weren’t his number one; oh contraire young lady---if you’ve bought his excuse, you have just been played. If you live in the same state as your man, and he makes time for you on any day other than the actual day---quite frankly he is spending that day with his wife, girlfriend or boyfriend (don’t look confused like you didn’t know) and that person is his real number one.
The “Late Night Lover” is not trying to be smooth at all. He is giving you every sign that you are a jump-off. But you are so excited that you are getting some V-Day cuddy that you fail to take note of the fact that he is coming to your house at 11:30 at night. C’MON Son! I saw eight men in line last night at Walgreen’s buying up the last bit of nasty a$$ candy and singing teddy bears. As with these others, your man has already taken his main woman out for a nice dinner at the Golden Corral, and now he is coming to get his fix from you---THE JAWN. No man, unless he doesn’t get off work until 11:00 at night, is going to be satisfied with spending only the last half hour of Valentine’s Day with a woman he truly cares about.
It is my hope that you are now clear on your relationship status: you are the jump-off (a.k.a. random jawn, the side piece, side chick, number two…you get the point). You can now either accept your role proudly or move on; because your chances of being number one are slim to none.
K
