It doesn't matter what league you are in, finding someone with commitment is rare.
My friends and family left me vulnerable to nipple twisters, so "Commitment" is what I am lacking.
If you want to come up a league, then give me what I am lacking.
Nothing I have said affected anyone outside of my league, and the ppl in my league are happy that I said it, because I made the playing field even.
Nobody in my league went against my friends and family leaving me vulnerable to nipple twisters, so I was open to allowing ppl outside my league to get me if they went against nipple twisters. Nobody outside my league did that, so they don't get to come in through me then.
That is the only thing I have to say between our leagues.
You can keep everything else that already exists in your league, but if you want to get into my league through me, then you had to do the one thing for me that ppl in my league were not doing. You didn't do it, so, there is nothing else we have to say to each other.
If I primped and pruned every day, I would not be in their league, because if I was in their league, I would already be a Model myself. So, what can I offer to someone in that league that they don't already have?
Commitment.
"Nasty little creature."? I don't know if I can just take that, Juliet. How pure and virtuous do you think you are by looking into my private life?
Is there any way you can justify looking into my private life without having a little pervy-ness to you?
This company has been very good to me, overlooking some faults I could have been technically fired for. Theoretically I was fair, but technically I could have been fired. The company chose to be fair.
The company is good. You do good for the company, Juliet, so I want to give you a pass.
I don't know how many more times I can put up with being called a "nasty little creature" though.
You are destined for bigger roles in the company than your current role, and to get there, it will take a little more decorum. I am giving you a pass. Nobody can hold it against you if I don't hold it against you.
We will call this a "stepping stone."
Your name is Ellie, right? I assume that is short for Elanor.
You didn't show up for 3 weeks, so I thought I could professionally get away with telling a story about how I thought our interaction would have gone. And then you showed up at work again.
You stood in front of me, and I said if you ever did that again, I would make love to you.
The very next day I saw you hastily rush past me.
That was not an acceptance, but after a few more pieces of evidence, I realized that you were annoyed to have to refuse love.
I took your annoyance to mean that if you didn't accept my love, then you would not be worthy of love.
I knew you were just a girl who was taking advice from others, so I gave you an out and told you, "You are still worthy of getting love." As an older gentleman, I knew you were being influenced by others, so I had to give you an out.
The very last time I saw you, I said, "Sorry".
I was sorry for having a negative feeling towards you. But, even as an older gentleman, I couldn't take anymore sabotage. Even if you were being influenced to sabotage me, I ran out of tolerance. Sorry.
I still remember reading your body language when it was saying, "I can't believe he really wants me."
That was adorable.
Of course I want you. You put your face in front of my face to make me attracted to you because you were pretty. And then I got a haircut, and you were staring at me to make me consider you.
If we are being completely honest with each other, yes, you have a slightly larger head, and I am older. But you are really pretty, and I will happily accept that trade if you will.
You had already taken many pieces of advice that sabotage me, and even though I know you are a girl that is doing what she is told, I had a momentary slip of tolerance.
I said I would give anyone time to formulate a sincere argument, so if you can formulate one, I am asking you kindly to present it to me in the same mature and calm fashion I just used.
Ok, I'm 44 years old now, I should have some maturity and decorum to communicate this calmly.
I shouldn't go around saying there are "sick" ppl out there, I will let everyone use their own descriptive words, but I will say that everyone knows there are some "nipple twisting" ppl out there. (That's the softest most family friendly example I can come up with off the top of my head.)
Your friends and family can't always stand between the "nipple twisters" and you, but if they don't when they can, then you are going to get your nipples twisted, because nobody* else is going help. (Obviously, there are good Samaritans who will break up fights, and other examples of Stranger kindness, and I don't want to take anything away from when that happens, so I am putting an Asterix behind "nobody".)
But, sometimes there really is nobody who helps, and that is when the only ppl who will stand between you and the "nipple twisters" are your friends and family.
I assume nobody will argue with that, because they will want their friends and family to stand between themselves and "nipple twisters", but if you want to argue, I will give you time to formulate your argument.
Assuming nobody can come up with a sincere argument, and my friends and family left me to get my nipples twisted before anything else happened, then the argument is over, because nothing else after that matters.
You can still keep your status, because you still have more experience than others... But you have to accept that you are not perfect, and you can never play God ever again.
You want to talk about what I was or not allowed to do? Let's take it all the way back to the start and ask if you were allowed to create a conspiracy chat against me.
You messed up by trying to play God. I am giving you a pass for that, because nobody is perfect. But to get that pass, you have to accept that you are not perfect, and you aren't qualified to play God ever again.