Chi_trekker wrote:
Wit,
I enjoyed reading your story. Here's my take - many latinas are just sooooo IMMATURE. Seriously, I think you were just being TOO NICE and she was looking to take advantage of the situation.
I'll share one of my own experiences... I brought a girl I've been seeing to the beach. We made a pit stop in Jaco on the way to Manuel Antonio. We took a walk down the beach and made our way to the Copa. I ordered drinks at the pool bar. We got in and were sitting at the pool bar. A little context - this girl is 24 and has only been to the beach 3 times her entire life. So, you'd think she would be having a blast. Guess what??? She started saying "Que aburrido!!!". After maybe her forth complaint, I told her that I would buy her a bus ticket back to San Jose. She looked suprised. I told her that if I hear one more complaint, I'm walking straight to the bus office and sending you home. Period. I told her listen - I'm going to have a good time with or without you. I'm not going to put up with any phucking complaints. There are LOTS of women in this world that don't complain. She changed her whole attitude immediately and started smiling and laughing again. WTF!!!!
Latinas can just be rude. They have no sense of "If things aren't perfect, just suck it up and make the best of it." They learn survival from their mummies, not etiquette. I found out later, that she expected me to arrange horse back rides on the beach. Well, phuck it all. Am I supposed to read her mind? Ahhh wait... this was just her spin on why she was a dud for about half a day on the beach.
When we got to MA, she didn't like the hotel because there was no cable TV. I asked her why the hell we need cable TV when we are at a jungle/beach resort. We will only be in the room when we sleep and phuck. Period. She frowned and looked around and started with the "que aburrido" bullshit again. I told her I was going to talk to the front desk and left. Instead, I walked down to the beach by myself and ditched her.
Again, this fixed it and she was bright-eyed and bushy tailed when I returned an hour later.
In the end, when I dropped her off in SJ, she never once said "thank you" for anything. In fact, I never heard her once say thank you the entire trip.
A week later, we went out to dinner and I confronted her on the "thank you" issue. She gave me a crazy stare, eye to eye, for a LONG time before answering. She finally answered, "yes, I said thank you in SJ, you just don't remember." I remember exactly what she said in SJ. She walked out of the car and said "Me piensa," which is a far cry from thank you. Her "Me piensa" was funny twist, because the only thing I thought about afterwards was her complaining and lack of gratitude and that I'd never think of taking her to the beach again. "si claro... te pienso mucho. Nunca volvemos ir a la playa juntos. Ciao."
NEEXXXXTTTT!!!! Thank gawd there is variety and volume down there.
Gawd - this so closely mirrors my own experience taking my ex-novia to the beach on several occasions that it's almost eerie. I only wish I'd had the juevos to deal with it like you did and tell her to take a hike right then and there. And I also raised the 'showing gratitude' issue in our very last conversation at the time we broke it off for good.
As I've alluded to elsewhere, I've had a hell of a lot better time hanging out with several working girls over the past few trips than I ever did with my "non-pro" ex-novia.
Yeap - thank God for variety and volume.
GR