Angry Single Women: Women Who Don't Know They're Single

In all fairness, men are clearly not the only ones guilty of needing a lesson in swag etiquette. Women are just as guilty if not more so, after all, it may be why you, a woman, is reading this blog on a Friday night, scooping Nutella straight from the jar onto an over sized spoon, and reloading Facebook’s newsfeed praying his name will come up. I debated creating this vary subject as an entirely new blog because lets be honest, angry single women are by far one of the scariest things you can come across. This is why the wine industry is probably such a success.

On that note, I wish to introduce the topic: Angry Single Women. This version, Angry Single Women: Who Don’t Know They’re Single. I mean let’s be honest with ourselves, he never asked you to be his girlfriend, did he? But you text him at 2:06am on a Saturday night lecturing him on not checking in 5 minutes past 2. My favorite, you call him screaming at the top of your lungs taking full advantage of the head snap because some female just posted a Drake video on his wall. Well, angry single women, you can now guarantee he won’t be your man because you just lost your dam mind.

I bring this up because I have been witness to this on multiple occasions and I just can't help but shake my head and pray for us. I don’t even pray, but every time, I become one step closer. Ladies, I get it. You saw that the guy you are talking to is “liking” a female’s new profile pic. You get even more upset if she’s more attractive than you. I also get that when you text “your man“ a message that took you 20 minutes to compose which you forwarded to three of your best girlfriends to pre-screen before you sent it off, all you receive back is “K,” you hit the roof. I get it.

Ladies let us make one thing clear, it is not your place to call “your man” screaming at the topic of your lungs about his actions that are in all honesty, justified. He did nothing wrong. Sure he talks to you like he’s your man. He takes you out like he’s your man. He may even text you 24/7 like he’s your man but if you keep screaming at him claiming all the wrong he’s doing since after all “he’s your man,” you’re never going to become his girl.

Lesson: Ladies, the next time you find yourself enraged with jealousy because he just uploaded a photo of himself surrounded by females at a club, infuriated over 2 hour late text messages, or Facebook statuses that don’t pertain to you, grab a glass of wine and calm the f*ck down. Trust me, after three glasses and a bitch it out session with your roomie, you’ll be far less angry and much more likely to receive the “goodnight text.”