But seriously, I have been thinking about choices a lot lately. That's what happens when most of your spare time is spent on a treadmill.
Hindsight is always 20/20, but I often think, what if I did this instead of that? Let me get to the point. There were these two chicks I knew in college. At the time, I was a decent looking lad with an above average body (a far cry from where I am today--old and fat). So these chicks, were both into me at the same time. We hung out a lot as a trio, often times in tandem formation (literally). I would also hang out with each chick individually. On a side note, I can't tell you how many free chocolate croissants I got from the cafe one of them worked at.
Eventually, I had to choose and briefly dated one of the chicks. It got quasi-serious for a minute but like most romances in your late teens, it fizzled as quickly as it sparked.
Like most normal people, I'll do the occasional Google or Facebook search on folks. I like to call it research. My latest findings have told me that I may have picked the wrong girl. Let me start by saying that the woman I dated is extremely successful in her field and doing well for herself. Her friend? Well, she's moderately successful in her trade.
So why did I pick the wrong girl? Here's why: at look at girl one and say, eh. She aight at best. Girl two however is a damn model and actress. Sure, it's Thailand, but good God, man. She...looks...AMAZING.
At the time, I thought I was making a good choice, but I never rationalized anything. Looking back at old pictures, girl number two was hands down hotter than girl one. I had to be the idealist teenager that was hung up on the fact that girl two had more sexual partners than girl one and was also intrigued by the fact that girl one was a virgin. STUPID MOVE!
The lesson learned is that you may think you know what you want, but you really don't. Sometimes you go off gut instinct. Often times you go for what's easy. Logic should always prevail.
I'm older and wiser now. I realize that going for what's easy and comfortable is what hold people back from being great.
EDITOR'S NOTE: My "research" tells me that these women who were once the best of friends no longer speak to each other. WoW!
