And if it’s European, the Gold Digger will have to restrain herself from dry humping the fender. You like driving fast in a car that hugs the corners and can go a quarter mile in eight seconds. And more importantly, you worked hard for your money and you should be able to drive a car that you enjoy and makes you happy. Real women will think you have a complex for driving a car like that.
They will think you are vain, and that you are a true.
Cars and the joy of driving are, by and large, a “guy thing,” despite what Gold Diggers would have you believe. As soon as the Gold Digger gives birth to your Hostages, she’s going to scream at you and call you a selfish Bastard for having an expensive two-seater car and she’s going to insist that you trade that penis car in for a minivan. “” Eventually, the Gold Digger will get to the crux of her cause. ” Of course, this is exclusive of self-worth, your sense of humor, your love of dogs and children, or even your sexual prowess. The ONLY thing that matters to the Gold Digger, is how much money and goods she can squeeze out of you from the dating, marriage, and divorce/alimony and child support phases.
Now, before you go and preemptively trade your Porsche in for a Honda Pilot, stop. You really do deserve to drive a vehicle that you enjoy and have worked hard for. While it is fair to say that all of us would enjoy sharing some financial stability and ease of living with our mates, the Gold Digger views you and your bank account synonymously.
All I am suggesting, is that if a woman is “into” your car, then she is not “into” you, for you. Once the Gold Digger has an “in” to your wallet, all of the earlier superficial niceness will lend way to overt greed and extortion.
But know this – watches are the very first thing that a Gold Digger looks for in a victim.
But I can also see how, from a man’s perspective, it could be difficult to discern, especially since society dictates that the man is not a man unless he picks up the tab. Even now, as a married woman who shares a bank account with my husband, he always grabs the bill when it comes across the table. Having been in the presence of Gold Diggers on the prowl, I can share with you an insider’s firsthand account of exactly what it is that need them as part of some unwritten dress code in order for your peers to take you seriously.
Rolexes are to Gold Diggers, what blood in the water is to a shark.TAG’s are, as well, to the early twenty-something’s who haven’t honed their skills yet.If you find a woman ogling your watch, or commenting on it, BEWARE.If a woman says to you, “” First, grab your back pocket to make sure your wallet is still there, and then, Run! Real Women (and when I say “Real Women,” I am referring to the non-Gold Digger types who like you for you, hereafter referred to as “Real Women”) don’t give a shit about watches. The next thing Gold Diggers look for in their superficial, evidentiary phase of targeting their prey, is the kind of car you drive.If you want to repel the Gold Diggers, save your Rolex for the business meetings and put on your G-Shock when dating. The more phallic shaped the car you drive, the bigger target you are.To the Gold Digger, nothing says, “” like an expensive, two-seater sports car.