I was catching up with an old friend the other day. She and I go way back to a job we had in the mid 90s, and have stayed in touch (and also worked together, again) since then.
I was telling her about my upcoming 3rd date with Mr. Midwest (tonight) and that he was a finance guy. And that I was trying to set aside my normal preconceived notions re finance guys.
And she said, before I even had to explain why I don’t usually date them (because she knows me well enough to know) that the fact of the matter is, him being in finance doesn’t really make a difference. And that, if he were a social worker he could still be an asshole.
At which point I grabbed my pen, wrote that down and told her I might be quoting her on my blog.
I’ve dated social workers and finance guys, before. And doctors, lawyers, teachers, pilots, techies, entertainment industry guys, musicians, artists, and do-gooders of various sorts. And the reality is that my friend was right. Assholes are assholes. And assholes have all kinds of jobs.
The most selfish, self-centered man I’ve ever known worked for the UN Development Fund (and sometimes, when he was being a total prick I’d think, “but he does such good work” as if that would excuse the horrible way he treated me and the other people in his life). Go figure.
Mr. Midwest could be a great guy. I’m still trying to figure that out. So far we seem to get along well. We had a fun phone chat the other night. Maybe tonight will be an amazing date. Or not. Either way, his job isn’t going to have anything to do with it.
Tags: asshole, guy, job