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After describing the guy she was seeing, a Chicago-based bartender with a slew of bad qualities, she finished by saying “He’s Croatian.” She and I happen to be born on the same exact day — albeit four years apart — and our lives frequently seem to parallel the others.’ As it happens, I, too, was dating a Croatian dude.
I wondered if the weird things I had noticed about *Belimir* were inherited cultural traits of if he was just a freak of nature. Honestly, forgive me if you’ve experienced something different, but the Croatians that my friends and I have dated have all been controlling assholes with antiquated views on women.
Unfortunately for me, as per the revelations of Carolyn and several other friends, the former is true. They like to be the providers, but they hate doing any work.
They seem to be stuck in the stone ages and are completely un-PC in their world views.
They are devout Catholics who regularly attend church, will not tolerate any diversity and love their mothers. Don’t get me wrong, I had a great time with Belimir…but I knew it wasn’t serious.
There was no way I’d be able to tolerate his prejudiced remarks or old school sentiments in the long run.We didn’t have a thing in common but mutual attraction, and we both knew it.So, for the most part, I could ignore him when he said something ridiculous, roll my eyes, and tune him out. I mean, the guy wears Speedos and thinks that’s OK. I met my Croatian in a very atypical fashion about three months ago.He met my friends and I met his, though it took him far longer to let me into his world as I’m not the typical Croatian girl he’s been bred to marry. And our “relationship” has also been anything but typical.He was also insanely jealous, and would casually tell me he’d “beat up” anyone who hit on me in his presence. He works as a bartender at a nice restaurant in Chicago.As attractive as I found (and find) him, I was sensible and thought of him as my rebound from a bad breakup. I was taking a meeting with the restaurant’s owner one weeknight when I was introduced to *Antun*. So smitten that I stayed until the bar closed chatting him up.