Phantom wrote:
One thing that should be crystal clear from this board is that everyone has a different experience in the Gultch.
The AssHoles can be spotted a mile off, all the girls know who they are and they are treated accordingly. Same with the suckers. Same with the newbees. Everyone fits into a different category.
Then there are those of us that are able to navigate though the experience without the drama and all the problems. They have real relationships with the working women, they treat them like human beings and earn mutual respect and friendship. A lot of these guys are getting laid for free by the same women that charging some of you jackasses a $100 per hour.
So I have to tell you, whatever attitude you have about these women, it has a lot more to do with the type of person you are as opposed to the type of person they are. In the Gultch, you will be treated accordingly!
You fail to mention the worst of all the categories of mongers in CR. The guys that think they know it all, have the chicas lined-up for them, and that they are pretty much running the show. Newbies, Assholes, Suckers. Hummmm... lets call these guys Rico Suave Wanna-be's or on the worse side Dumb Gringos that just can't get it through their friggin' thick skulls.
Woahh!!!
Point in case... I walked into the Automercado today and was (unfortunately) greated by an older American at the Caja. How embarassing!!! He was speaking VERY LOUDLY in VERY BAD SPANGLISH flirting with the cashier. She obviously could care less and was just being polite. The guy was loney and just rattling on and on about how smart he was and how cute she was and just a pile of stupid dumb awkard pickups. Meanwhile people were waiting in line. He even realized that this chica was like "Go away you stupid old fart" and kind of nodded to the look at the people waiting. Then, he still wouldnt leave the Caja and he started calling the other cashier "O alli es mi otra amor" in bad spanish. The other gave him the look of the devil. He must have interpreted that as affection. Because he responded with " ahhhh tiene sueño??? mi amor". In reality, neither of these chicas probably knew who the crazy old coot was. But, he thought he was Frank Sinatra or something.
This guy reminds me of some of the other guys who walk around like "aging Fonzies" and think every chica in Costa Rica is just dying to get in their crusty boxers to find the little mouse hiding in the jungle of flab and pubic air.
Okay - now i almost vomitted.
But, you get my point. The guys that are horrible dancers, but think they are Fred Astaire on the Key Largo floor. Or, guys that forget that the girls just want their money. Or, guys like the poor old chap in the super market this morning. Or, they guy that spoils his chica rotten, then finds out he's #6 plan b on her list. Meaning the real number 6 guy wasn't around, so go to go with my plan b.
Wake-up and smell the coffee. Its good for you.
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