The Good Guys.

After rereading what seemed like a million posts putting down shitty boyfriends, I started feeling a little remorseful. There are, after all, the good guys: the ones that consistently do right by their girlfriends; the guys that always strive to do the appropriate thing, or make the grand gesture. And up until now, I realized I've been ignoring your existence. For all you guys out there who put your girlfriends before Fantasy Football, treat her to dinner every now and then, and keep your eye rolls to a minimum when she would rather blast Taylor Swift over your Deadmau5, this post is for you.

A new fan of my blog, and one of my closest man-friends, or 'bro', as he is one to call himself {eye roll}, feels like he's the one being taken advantage of by his love interest, time and again. And let's face it: As girls, we know we have a tendency to be... demanding. But, ladies, there is a fine line between requesting your boyfriend's love and attention, and being a psychotic, ungrateful, spoiled little bitch. 

Let me make one thing clear: You are not a P.U.B (psychotic, ungrateful bitch) if your boyfriend has a history of being a romantic slacker. And by romantic slacker, I mean he is one who fails to pick up the reigns on any and all special occasions, including your birthday and anniversaries. Hello? Like how about a card, jerk? You are a P.U.B if he flies you halfway across the world on your birthday, shows up at work to surprise you with endless bouquets of the most exquisite flowers (like you see in the movies), and thinks of you everywhere he goes, enough so to pick up a little box of chocolate because he knows they're your favorite kind...

...and that still isn't enough.

Sound like you? 

Sounds like you need a chill pill, 

or a prescription for a heavy dose of normalcy.

I actually cracked open an ice cold Pabst (gag... and will never do it again) to discuss my friend's relationship woes over pizza, and, many of you may be surprised to uncover that my retelling of his tales here are no dramatization. That means, ladies, that there are those of us (P.U.Bs) who exist out there. It's difficult (almost impossible) to pin yourself as a P.U.B because, after all, who likes believing the worst of themselves? Who likes thinking that they're the pain-in-the-ass factor in their relationship? 

It would be wise of you to take heed:

Gifts and gestures are never to be taken for granted, unless you're looking for a one-way ticket out of your relationship. Of course, some boys you date will set the bar high (I, on one hand, can think of a couple), but never let his generosity get to your head. Appreciate, but never come to expect, his gestures.

The good guys come far and few between, 

and the fact that their generosity is often taken advantage of 

is one that we have to re-evaluate.

So, to all the fellas that have to deal with your P.U.Bs:
Just wanted you to know that I feel you -- I'm pickin' up what you're puttin' down. ;)