When The Chips Are Down
FuelMix was doing a periodic field test with a random fag, online. Fag was apparently located closeby and had posted his stats and pics. He claimed to be looking for an encounter, not involving sex. FuelMix opened a chat window, offering his stats and pics. Fag was blown away by what he saw and gushed that he wanted to meet up in an hour.
FuelMix said fine - he was heading in that direction anyway. A public location was agreed. Just before closing the chat window, FuelMix re-confirmed the time and place. Fag then said, “Well I might be there”.
FuelMix asked what that meant. Fag responded that he might get a call from his friends between now and meeting up. They might be annoyed that he wasn’t there. FuelMix asked for a simple “yes” or “no” as to whether fag was going to show up.
Fag replied, “I will have to say No, coz my friends might call”
Stupid urban fags might say that the fag gave a definitive answer. FuelMix disagrees. The fag was seeing what he could get away with, first making an agreement and then not showing up at all without an explanation. The demand for a simple “yes” or “no” forced his hand and exposed his amateurism. Needless to say, fag flunked the field test and was flushed down the toilet of history.
But the story has wider implications: if the urban fag simply cannot commit to the small things, can he be trusted to commit on the big things like properly disclosing his health status, job, money, monogamy and trust?
FuelMix suspects not. It’s the little things that add up. When the chips are down, many fags are simply products of their own recurring habits one of which, is an utter lack of commitment.
FuelMix said fine - he was heading in that direction anyway. A public location was agreed. Just before closing the chat window, FuelMix re-confirmed the time and place. Fag then said, “Well I might be there”.
FuelMix asked what that meant. Fag responded that he might get a call from his friends between now and meeting up. They might be annoyed that he wasn’t there. FuelMix asked for a simple “yes” or “no” as to whether fag was going to show up.
Fag replied, “I will have to say No, coz my friends might call”
Stupid urban fags might say that the fag gave a definitive answer. FuelMix disagrees. The fag was seeing what he could get away with, first making an agreement and then not showing up at all without an explanation. The demand for a simple “yes” or “no” forced his hand and exposed his amateurism. Needless to say, fag flunked the field test and was flushed down the toilet of history.
But the story has wider implications: if the urban fag simply cannot commit to the small things, can he be trusted to commit on the big things like properly disclosing his health status, job, money, monogamy and trust?
FuelMix suspects not. It’s the little things that add up. When the chips are down, many fags are simply products of their own recurring habits one of which, is an utter lack of commitment.
Originally published 3 June 2006
Republished 8 September 2011
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OMG I just hate it when these fags can't commit. What u said was painful to read but sooo true.
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