A post, Just for humor’s sake.
Quote, ”People who have no sense of humor must be killed. Don’t be shocked I’m only kidding.”– By Ember
Disclaimer: Ummmm….The stated facts and the views expressed are not necessarily true.
I am a smart guy. I mean I am not dumb. I hope you know what I mean or else you’re one of them! Yes, I am a sinner and I have pimped again. This time I am not talking of blog pimping but I am pimping a guy at his own request. I warn you, don’t you get dirty notions. I didn’t mean traditional pimping or anything sexual. Get your mind out of the gutter, you will make it dirty. Ok read next.
Maybe women can better understand it, there is not much imagination, intelligence or creativity found among people who have balls. Right. I have a friend who I have known for about 4 years. Unlike me, he has a secure, stable life, a Masters degree and a very good job and promising future to place himself even in better professional situation. He got one problem though: he got no imagination and little humor except the kind of humor that is so pathetic that it becomes humorous itself. You end up laughing AT HIM.
Where does the pimping come in? Because of above handicaps he is not very successful with women or at least having a long term relationship that he longs for. So, he is looking and on the prowl. In one of his efforts to double his single life he joined a premium online dating service for which he has to pay monthly fee. So now, he has been searching profiles of ladies who would be impressed by his level of education and his job but not exactly by him as a person. But internet is a great facade that he can hide behind.
So, here comes I. For about last 5 months I’ve managed his dating account. I prepare emails, messages for all the girls he thinks he wants. I turn him into someone who is charming, caring, wise and someone who has a good sense of humor. In other words, I undo him and make him attractive. All this time he has been able to attract a few females and some of them fell in love with him online and he loved it. But I was feeling I had sinned and pimped because the person they loved was a persona of my own imagination. The other day, some woman expressed embarrassment that she works as a podiatrist in rest homes. The pimp assured her it was awesome and she should be proud of the fact that she is of being good service to people. She loved the pimp’s perspective and smiled. These women did not even know who the pimp was. Sometimes it felt awful to be sort of playing with their feelings. But well…
My friend was able to meet about 3 of them and it did not go far. So eventually there is a dead end. But still I am afraid someday I might lay such a fine trap that the woman won’t be able to see through it and I would be left with a haunting guilt and the dirty feeling of being a pimp.