Bad Boy/Boring Boy

As I made my way through town today on assignment, I got the chance to listen to Kidd Kraddick’s morning show.  That doesn’t happen often.  And it was HILARIOUS.  After ripping on (I don’t know her name) for not knowing Bob Dylan songs, even though she proclaimed to be a huge Bob Dylan fan, they began talking about the kinds of guys girls date: the bad boys, or the boring ones.  Apparently, that’s how we guys are divided. 

The women on the show and those who called in said it’s always exciting daying the bad boys… the “exciting” ones as they put it.  These are the guys who can’t be tamed, the ones who don’t settle down.  Then there are the boring guys… the guys that the girls go for after they’ve experienced the wild side — the bad boy. 

One exception was this one guy on the show who was neither a bad boy nor a boring boy.  So there is an in-between they concluded.  That’s when I started thinking about which category I’m in.  And I think I’m the boring boy who’s always thought he was a bad boy.  But alas…. I am not.  I have too many qualities that don’t explore the wild side.

1) I like stability.

2) I like a balanced check book.

3) I can’t stand a messy house.

Yup.  Tell me how many bad boys like those things!  Ha.  Well, bad boy or boring, I like who I am, and that’s all that matters.