{"id":42,"date":"2007-03-04T00:00:03","date_gmt":"2007-03-04T05:00:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.polyamorousmisanthrope.com\/?p=42"},"modified":"2020-01-27T21:18:07","modified_gmt":"2020-01-27T21:18:07","slug":"embracing-the-inner-hardass","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/polyamorousmisanthrope.com\/wordpress\/2007\/03\/04\/embracing-the-inner-hardass\/","title":{"rendered":"Embracing the Inner Hardass"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Do you have Rules for Dating?<\/p>\n<p>If you don&#8217;t, you should. Yes, I know, &#8220;should&#8221; is bad and evil and I&#8217;m stomping all over boundaries to tell you that you should be doing anything.<\/p>\n<p>Feh. I suck, I know.<\/p>\n<p>Okay&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>You might find it helpful to write yourself a series of dating rules. (<em>Better?<\/em>) I certainly have found it helpful and useful in my own life! If you&#8217;re writing it to yourself, you can pretty much make it as funny\/harsh\/sentimental as you like. It&#8217;s important to write it in a way that suits you and illustrates your personal principles. I wrote mine as &#8220;one of those letters you&#8217;d <strong>never<\/strong> send, in response to a Worst Case Scenario that thankfully hasn&#8217;t happened (at least, not all at once to <strong>me<\/strong>. After eleven years of reading people bitch on poly discussion groups, though, I&#8217;ve seen all of them happen at one time or another to someone <strong>else<\/strong>.)<\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"text-decoration: line-through;\">Being newly single and have been around the lighthouse more than once in the stormy seas of Romance as that so elusive of creatures, the single, polyamorous Hot Bi Babe,<\/span><\/em>(We changed our mind about the divorce) <em>I have come up with these Rules.<\/em><\/p>\n<ol>\n<li><em>On a date, I wish to enjoy social company and have a good time. My only interest in dating is laughter, pleasant conversation, fun (for whatever value of &#8220;fun&#8221; upon which we mutually agree) and good will. If that&#8217;s what you want, we&#8217;ll have a delightful time when we meet.<\/em><\/li>\n<li><em>I am not a therapist. If the date startes to feel like a therapy session, there won&#8217;t be any more.<\/em><\/li>\n<li><em>I am not dating you to get a mentor. You like being The Wise One? Then <strong>be<\/strong> wise and don&#8217;t try it. If I decide that your advice on matters would be helpful, I&#8217;ll ask. Trust me, I&#8217;m an information junkie, and not shy about it. However, if you give me unsolicited advice on things outside your real, live areas of expertise, it makes you look like a damn&#8217; fool, and yes, I <strong>am<\/strong> snickering at you behind that smile and comment of &#8220;You might have a point.&#8221; <\/em><\/li>\n<li><em>For partnered dates: If I find out I am the first person either of you have dated outside the relationship, there will be no more dates. &#8220;Practice&#8221; polyamory on someone else. Yeah, yeah, I know it sounds like I&#8217;m rolling my eyes and saying &#8220;been there, done that&#8221;. Well, dammit, I have. Fire&#8217;s hot, and if you put your hand over a candle flame, it burns. Just sayin&#8217;.<\/em><\/li>\n<li><em>If I am expected to make the couple a package deal, there will be no further dates. I deal with people on an individual basis only. If there is an individual attraction between your partner and me, we&#8217;ll work it out on our own. We&#8217;re mature adults. Your help is not needed. Honest. Even if we&#8217;re both &#8220;just women&#8221;. <\/em><\/li>\n<li><em>If any single date is <strong>interrupted<\/strong> for an emergency, my warning system goes on. If a second emergency happens in less than 5 subsequent meetings, there will be no more dates. No, I don&#8217;t care if you&#8217;ve &#8220;had a run of bad luck&#8221;. (This rule will be suspended for the professional activities of on-call medical personnel, sysadmins and the like. I&#8217;m talking more about drama from home). <\/em><\/li>\n<li><em>On the flip side, I don&#8217;t want to date people that don&#8217;t take previous commitments into account before making new ones. If you&#8217;ve got a sick child, and your partner is starting to get sick, call me to cancel and <strong>stay home<\/strong>. If you&#8217;ll blow off one person for new and shiny, you&#8217;ll blow <strong>me<\/strong> off for new and shiny down the road. (I generally expect that eventually I&#8217;ll be treated as you treat the &#8220;old&#8221; partner, and buddy, you&#8217;d better believe I&#8217;m watching carefully. I do not have the necessary vanity to think I am somehow &#8220;different&#8221; as I have <strong>never<\/strong> seen an exception to this rule). <\/em><\/li>\n<li><em>No, I won&#8217;t collaborate on a book with you unless you&#8217;re hiring me outright, or are an established author with a specific project and pitch ready that you&#8217;ve discussed with your publisher or agent. If you have an &#8220;idea&#8221;, get out your butt glue and develop it. Trust me, you really don&#8217;t need me for this. (This one <strong>has<\/strong> happened to me. One would think I would not have to put this on the list, but I&#8217;ve had several guys think I&#8217;ll be impressed by &#8220;ideas&#8221; that seem to be Ian Flemming knock offs. The first time it happened, I was surprised. The second, dismayed. The third, depressed&#8230;) <\/em><\/li>\n<li><span style=\"text-decoration: line-through;\"><em>I don&#8217;t do threesomes any more. You may ask. If you try to argue me out of my answer, there will be no more dates. In fact, attempts to tell me why I shouldn&#8217;t think\/feel the way I do will result in me walking away laughing. <\/em><\/span> Um&#8230; never mind. Scratch this. If the wind is blowing right and the stars are exactly aligned&#8230;<\/li>\n<li><em>Just because I usually phrase it as &#8220;No, thank you&#8221; rather than merely &#8220;No&#8221; doesn&#8217;t mean that it&#8217;s not as serious. I have no qualms about punctuating it. I just prefer dignity first. If you do, too, we&#8217;re all good.<\/em><\/li>\n<li><em>Grand Unification Theories about relationships do not interest me, and attempts to bring me into a social engineering projects will result in me walking, too. I&#8217;m enough of an amateur sociologist to know they can get really nasty. You will be assessed even more negatively if you&#8217;re &#8220;writing a book&#8221; about it, unless it&#8217;s your real, live professional field. I work in academia and I know what questions to ask, so trying to fake it will make you look like a jackass. <\/em><\/li>\n<li><em>More than one panicked phone call after my early bedtime with severe emotional issues gets a hangup and there will be no more dates. I make really dumb decisions when I&#8217;m not sleeping enough and neither of us will like it. Trust me on this one. <\/em><\/li>\n<li><em>I am not looking for another parent for my children. No, not even you. Make friends with them if you meet them and want to make friends. That&#8217;s fine. My kids have plenty of parents thankssomuch!<\/em><\/li>\n<li><em> I&#8217;m not looking to move in with anyone. If my living arrangements change, it will be to a household where I am the sole adult. No, you&#8217;re not the exception. Not even if you&#8217;re a millionaire Tyr Anasazi look\/sound-alike with a cunnilingus fetish who thinks reading aloud is one of Life&#8217;s Great Pleasures, is just pantingly eager to fund a poly activism organization, and has a thing for short, &#8220;ample&#8221; chicks with big blue eyes<sup>1<\/sup>. I&#8217;m not kidding. I most certainly don&#8217;t want to move in with you, take care of your kids, contribute to the household budget, be a buffer between you and your spouse, and clean your house. (This is mostly for the blissfully rare jerks who want a &#8220;junior wife&#8221;). <\/em><\/li>\n<li><em>Evil Ex stories=no more dates. I have exes, too. If everything had been blissful and wonderful, they wouldn&#8217;t *be* exes, now would they? You&#8217;re a self-deluding fool if you think your Evil Ex doesn&#8217;t have an opinion about <strong>you<\/strong> that&#8217;s just as unflattering. In the game of Romance, there are no innocents. We <strong>all<\/strong> know breakups suck and <strong>hurt a whole bunch<\/strong>. If you can&#8217;t own up and be a grownup about it to a virtual stranger, I don&#8217;t wanna know you. Vent to your intimates. If you don&#8217;t have any, I <strong>really<\/strong> don&#8217;t want to date you. If I actually become an intimate, I&#8217;ll listen to stories of your past, but by then I bloody well hope you&#8217;ve got some perspective on your past.<\/em><\/li>\n<li><em>I understand if this seems too hardassed. Feel free to flee! If you&#8217;re still attracted, I&#8217;m already in love&#8230;(Well, no, but mightly impressed&#8230;)<\/em><\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p>Your rules will be different from mine, of course. We&#8217;re different people, and we have different buttons, issues and what have you. I&#8217;ve put my own out there<sup>2<\/sup> because I want to point out that thinking about such things are useful. It&#8217;s important to know where your lines are, why, and what you want.<\/p>\n<p>It helps guard against what I shall name the &#8220;<a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/You-Give-Mouse-Cookie-Give\/dp\/0060245867\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">If You Give a Mouse a Cookie<\/a>&#8221; syndrome. (If you&#8217;ve never read the book, do. It&#8217;s a children&#8217;s book, will take you three minutes, and it&#8217;s hilarious). If someone asks you for a little favor, you&#8217;ll do it, right? Well, who wouldn&#8217;t? We all like to be nice.<sup>3<\/sup><\/p>\n<p>If you haven&#8217;t outlined what you&#8217;re about, what you want, what you&#8217;re okay with and what you&#8217;re not, it&#8217;s entirely possible to find yourself having said &#8220;yes&#8221; to something, over time with little bits, concessions, favors and whatnot, to something you would <strong>never<\/strong> have said &#8220;yes&#8221; to if asked for all at once. You wake up to what you&#8217;ve said yes to over time, find yourself <strong>pissed<\/strong>, your partner is shocked that you&#8217;re so upset at such a <strong>little<\/strong> thing, and it can all blow up.<\/p>\n<p>Think in advance.<\/p>\n<p>Embrace the inner hardass and write yourself your personal rules.<\/p>\n<p><sup>1<\/sup>But if you <strong>are<\/strong>, I&#8217;d like to <strong>meet<\/strong> you. For purely scientific purposes, of course!<\/p>\n<p><sup>2<\/sup> Ensuring that no-one is ever, <strong>ever<\/strong> going to want to date me after reading that. Please applaud my generosity and sacrfice to the poly community. I&#8217;ve ensured it will be my only solace, after all. &lt;sniff&gt; I do it <strong>all<\/strong> for <strong>you<\/strong><sup>*<\/sup>&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><sup>3<\/sup> Yeah, I know, I call myself a misanthrope. Shaddup&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><sup>*<\/sup>And we &#8220;Relationship Experts&#8221; (BWHAHAHAHAHA!) call this Emotional Blackmail. It&#8217;s <strong>supposed<\/strong> to be something to be wary of.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Do you have Rules for Dating? If you don&#8217;t, you should. Yes, I know, &#8220;should&#8221; is bad and evil and I&#8217;m stomping all over boundaries to tell you that you should be doing anything. Feh. I suck, I know. Okay&#8230; You might find it helpful to write yourself a series of dating rules. (Better?) 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