While my friends sob as they binge watch Grey’s Anatomy for the tenth time, usually over the drama between McDreamy and Meredith, I laugh while enjoying the antics of Modern Family’s Phil and Claire.
I’ve never been into the bad boy. The guy that is so deep behind his asshole exterior. The guy with a checklist of mommy and/or daddy issues, tragic backstory, cigarettes, and a chip (usually the size of motorcycle) on his shoulder. I’m not interested in his tattoos, piercings and tight jeans. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, it’s just not my cup of tea.
Give me the boy with the respectful relationship with his mom, who grew up wanting to be just like his dad. Who doesn’t always say the right thing but does his best, and always tries his best. The boy who wears graphic t-shirts with book and movie references…that I can steal and wear myself. The boy with the jokes so corny he laughs as he says them because he knows they’re bad but he’s his own biggest fan anyway.
Wikipedia says that a ‘bad boy’ typically has three main traits: narcissism, cunningness and lack of empathy. And while I know that a stereotype is just that, a stereotype, some still fit it, and I’m not going to commit to someone who always has their own interests at the forefront instead of ours. I have my flaws, but I always try to help others, and have literally given the shirt off my back for a friend in need, and it’s probably that naiveté popping up again, but I would want similar qualities in a relationship. I’m not in the market for an enigma, I’m in the market for an equal partnership. Why should I have to put all the work into figuring him out instead of growing together?
This isn’t an invitation for someone who lives in their parent's basement and plays Dungeons and Dragons every night, but to all the Jim Halperts looking for their Pam Beeselys, you can find me at universal studios, drinking a butterbeer and debating just how horrid Snape was (if you are a Snape fan, deal breaker #SorryNotSorry).
