“If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends”, Wannabe, Spice Girls

I blame the biggest pop group phenomenon of the 90’s for twenty-something year old male’s compete and utter inability to be in monotonous relationships without feeling like they are in the process of having a root canal. I mean seriously, if 5 scantily clad women sing at you to make out with a girls friends in order to get with the actual girl, I’m sure there’s going to be some confusion.

Let me clarify.

They didn’t mean it literally.

I have a close group of girlfriends. And growing up we had a close group of guy friends. At a recent wedding which (not surprisingly) merged the two group of friends by law under God, out of 5 groomsmen and 4 bridesmaids, there had been exactly 9 sexual partners. Impressive, considering one had been married for several years and therefore wasn’t included in the calculations.

I don’t know what it is about the Y generation that think its completely acceptable to date each others sloppy seconds. Aren’t you just a little worried that its all going to go a little How I Met Your Mother?

Once upon a time when I worked in hospitality, I dated a dud of a guy. He has even been the subject of an earlier post. But after I’d finished with him, it was a mere matter of weeks before a colleague had started dating him without so much as blinking an eye! I can’t really talk. I’ve hooked up (dance floor pashes, people, nothing saucy) with 3 guys that were all mates within the space of a year (2009, or 200 -and-wine, it was loose). And I cringe to this day to think of them fist pumping it.

So I hereby pledge henceforth, I will not hook up with a guy that has more than 35 mutual Facebook friends. That automatically reduces the chances that I have already hooked up with some of his friends, or he of mine.

Challenge myself to find new, not recycled men to enjoy.

Challenge accepted!

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3 thoughts on ““If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends”, Wannabe, Spice Girls

  1. holyholy2013 says:

    I remember this playing 24/7 at Hayes Hall. I was forced to buy a CD.

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