5. Chivalry is not dead

Online dating is extremely difficult. You get to widen your pool however dealing with complete strangers is a pain. It’s hard to prove you are worthy of anyone’s time or money, even after you spend a week texting. Ohh, btw they’re going to text you intermittently—whenever its convenient for them. You haven’t deemed yourself worthy of a quick text back yet. Or maybe they’re just crappy texters… Either way—you’re screwed.

In the world of modern dating chivalry appears to be dead. No one wants to be held accountable for anything, men are aloof and distant. Then again, so am I.

However despite the dating bullshit I have to go through I can honestly say that chivalry is not dead, my boys prove this fact—constantly.

They set a high precedence—the best part is, I’ve had platonic relationships with them for years and that is never going to change. My vagina is not an option.

My boys never let me pay for the first drink. They buy tickets to events and sometimes insist I don’t need to pay them back. For my birthday a few of them showed up with Jameson, Asti champagne, balloons and a Drake-related card. There are some nights where I never pull my wallet out (I then insist on Venmo-ing them $ the next day). Once in a while they gas me up so hard with compliments I have to remind myself that I ain’t shit, just so my ego doesn’t go into hyperdrive. I get “Have a good day,” “Be safe, text me when you get home” and all other types of courtesy messages at the appropriate times.

For those of you who might scoff at what sounds like my ability to use my feminine charm to my advantage, I do my part in return. I buy rounds, I chip in for gifts, I am present at all birthday functions and make sure the birthday boy isn’t responsible for anything except getting faded. I try to be as generous as I can manage throughout my friendships.

Although I have to deal with fuckboy texts and flaky men on the dating front I’m glad I have my boys to prove that good men exist.