“Women are like apples on trees, the best ones are on the top of the tree. The men don't want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and don't want to get hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten apples from the ground that aren't so good but easy. So, the apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in reality they are amazing. They just have to wait for the right man to come along, the one who's brave enough to climb all the way to the top becuase they value quality.”
this bit of prose has made the email rounds several times in the last few years. i like the sentiment of it mainly because implies that cool single chicks(like myself)are the great pieces of fruit at the top of the tree.
i cant speak for anyone else, but i can certainly say that for myself, knowing that you are great can be of little comfort when no one else seems to realize it. specifically single men with manageable dysfunction who are willing to make the climb. i manage mine and am willing to be an equal partner shouldnt i expect the same from a man?
gbf(gay best friend)tells me that it is no reflection on me that the majority of men have serious issues. bff says i give the men i date too many chances. i think on a certain level, they are both right, but i cant completely dismiss my part in all of it.
maybe its not my fault, but i am going to keep trying to be the right person for the kind of man i am looking for. the one who will climb to the top of the tree for some good fruit.
i would like to say in advance that i realize the following clip is barely related(a weak case could be made)to what i have talked about here, but i love it and it mentions apples, so what the heck. warning: there are a few f-bombs.