“I knew you were trouble when you walked in, so shame on me now… Now I’m lying on the cold hard ground.” – Trouble, Taylor Swift
Say what you want about Taylor, she knew what the hell she was talking about when she wrote this song.
Trouble.
For some folks this is synonymous with bad, but I’ve never been attracted to the typical definition of a bad boy. No, no I like clean cut guys who can rock a suit just as comfortably as some basketball shorts. And I’m not into the Stringer Bell kinda dude either. I’m corny, so I tend to like guys who don’t take themselves too seriously… and you know, who aren’t into committing crimes.
None of that sounds too bad, right?
Except that I have this horrible affinity for playboys. Charmers. Smooth operators. Whatever word you want to call them, if there’s a guy around who knows how to talk a good game (and I’m attracted to him), chances are there’s trouble in my future.
I know this. It’s not a mystery to me at all. And so, along my dating journey, I’ve tried to combat this desire of mine by occasionally dating the guy who’s not at all trouble — the one who can’t charm the pants off of me with one word, the guy who’s just perfectly fine and good… and you know what happens? Disaster.
One time I even went on a date with a guy and was so utterly disappointed in the guy and the date that I immediately went home and aim-ed my ex-whatever he was (clearly this was sometime ago by the AIM reference), because I knew at least he could put a smile on my face after that horrendous evening. Well, I was right. He did put a smile on my face. And then we proceeded to getting back to doing whatever it was we were doing previously for several more months… even though I initially ended things because I sensed how much trouble he was! The man’s nickname between my friends was “crack” after all. If that doesn’t sound like trouble, I don’t know what does.
But he’s certainly not my only trouble guy experience. Over the years, there have been plenty, including but not limited to Benny, Mr. Carter, JD, Comedy Central, Jake, Cosby, and others who’s nicknames won’t work on the blog.
Each time I know the guy is trouble (when he walks in)… and yet, each time I’m still drawn in. Each time I’m sure my guy friends roll their eyes and think, there she goes again. And each time, I’m all “but he’s different!”
He’s not, though. He’s trouble just like the one right before him.
Do you have a similar problem – guys/girls you know are trouble when you first meet them, but you can’t pull away? C’mon, don’t leave me here out on this island with just Taylor.
