Be forgiving – did I just say that? Me? No, the new me. Because I have decided to be more forgiving. It’s corny but we should forgive people how we would want to be forgiven. And by people I’m talking Frenchmen.
Now before you think I’ve turned into a doormat, let me clear this new rationale up. I still think that cheating, behaving like a pig and treating me like a second-rate citizen are unforgivable. But the small stuff, like a guy being late, saying something a little off, or trying his chances on a first date, I’ve decided not to sweat. Instead, it’s quite easy, I just brush it off and smile.
You see, I put my foot in it on an ongoing basis and I expect people to forgive me. So now I’m returning the favour, to Frenchmen no less. And boy are they loving it, they’re running towards me in droves! No, of course they’re not, but it only takes one, right? And I figure as Frenchwomen are generally quite high strung, my new and improved cool as a cucumber attitude may well be a winner in my bid to date a Frenchman.
Only time will tell…