What is with men?
They come across someone who’s friendly and single and the next thing is that they want to know that person more
Hello……..
You’re married for heaven’s sake
And I don’t date people I do business with
However attractive, available.....whatever
Business is business.
Period.
Why?
It’s the AFTER that I don’t ever want to deal with say that relationship doesn’t work out and you still have to be in contact with that person regularly
Just becoz I’m friendly doesn’t mean that I want to have an affair
Just becoz I’m single doesn’t mean I want to be paired up
Being single is no crime for crying out loud
I’ve totally stopped being friends with such males who want a funny relationship with me or start calling me pet names
That behaviour appals me to say the least
I’ve actually at some point have had to spell out that why I’m cutting ties with some people
I have to be that frank at some point coz talking to someone’s wife about who you are and why their husband is texting you isn’t my cup of tea
Tell the man point blank to behave and if he knows what’s good for him he’ll stop nagging you for that lunch/call/chat/whatever
I don’t even wonder that it could be my disposition that makes these men behave the way they do
They’re just too greedy/lustful and not grateful for what they have
I guess it’s true when they say you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone
It’s a pity coz some families break up becoz of men who just cannot control themselves
You may say that stolen fruit is the sweetest
But do you ever think how you’ll carry on without any fruit at all
I wish all men knew of the 80/20 rule when it comes to relationships
Men, behave
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What’s a blog if nobody has to read and comment on it??????
I’ve known you from Nov 2006 to Dec 2009(present) which is about 3 years right.
Which is long enough to know a person on a professional level that is(correct me if I’m wrong ).On a personal level neither of us know each other and we might never do. We are all created differently and by now you know that,’co z not everyone does the same thing to achieve certain results. But what shapes us is the society we grew up in(not the level of education we have),what our guardians taught us(not what google or our mentors tell us) ,some of us were taught to be who we are(not pretenders) ,to confront our fears, to accept criticism and rejection(not everyone will see you with potential to excel)so that we can grow and be better .No matter where we go, we will always carry ourselves we won’t change just because we have changed places. Only JESUS can change and save people. I remember you said you don’t have friends or don’t call anyone a friend, so I’m not expecting to be called your friend but your work mate. So if you feel insecure just because someone is constantly reading your blog and commenting on it. That means your assumptions about someone like me having lust towards you are premature and your judgement is blinded by past experiences. So if I’m one of those cheating husbands then I would be happy if you cut whatever we had or never had. Never thought it will turn out this way or maybe I just misunderstood.
So far I’ve not shown anyone this blog, because I knew it won’t be fair for me to show others without your knowledge. The good part is you’ve made your feelings come out. Maybe my previous comments were unexpected and made you uncomfortable. But no matter what I said I respect you because professionally you groomed me and I’ll always respect you even if we may not chat after this. I won’t be angry but grateful from what I’ve learned from you. I hope my daughter will emulate some of your good characters. Hope I was not too harsh.-The Gift of Freewill
You got me wrong. I'm tempted to say kuvhunduka chata kwacha.....but hey.
The guy who prompted it is "my mechanic" & today I was just frank with him. Maybe he didn't like it but that's how it works. "" coz I'm not sure if I'll go back there again
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