This is a repost of a classic I wrote LONG ago, so at least 80% of you haven't read it. It was inspired by Badger when he wrote a post about flaking and I think it's high-time to revisit it.
I will explain this very clearly so we all understand.
Girls, there is a consequence and a price you pay for "flaking out" on innocent good boys in your youth. You may find it funny, you may get a kick out of it, you may be doing it for sick and twisted kicks, or you may just be a coward and are too afraid to go on the date, but regardless of the reason, when you and hundreds of other girls flake out on a good boy, he transforms. He never grows up to become a "good man," he becomes a player, a bad boy, a cad. And while you may enjoy the "bad boy" in your 20's and it's all fun, when it comes time that you want a family and children, you'll decide that NOW you want a "good man."
What's funny, though, is just how many 30 something and 40 something women are now asking where all the good men have gone. Not to mention how they complain about all these "Man-Boys" not manning up. It's almost as if there are no good men out there.
Kind of funny, because I knew a good man once. Back at 1729 hrs on December 25th, 1993. Never knew what happened to him.