21st Century, Old-Fashion Woman

Soooo.....I decided to go ahead and type this up now, since it was kinda on my mind.

Can you be a 21st century, independent, but old-fashion woman? I'd love for a man to come and open doors, pull out my chair, drive everywhere, pay for everything, sure, he can pump the gas too. Granted yes, I can do it myself. I'm paying my own bills, cooking, working, taking care of myself. It's nice when someone buys something for me, even if it's just a steak dinner.

But chivalry needs to come back. And some of ya'll dudes need to quit spitting out this "I thought you were an independent, 21st Century woman" crap. Just because I got my own doesn't mean I need or want to spend my hard-earned money on YOU. Whatever happened to people doing something because they want to be nice, or because they love someone? Nowadays, people are doing waaaaaaaaay too much, and their only motive is to get something in return, whether it be money, material things, or sexual favors. I can understand 50/50, ya'll get tired of always paying, always driving, always, always, ALWAYS doing something. But why do I have to give EVERYTHING before you give ONE thing? I can understand if you don't have a car. I can understand if you're IN BETWEEN jobs. But if I found a way when I was in between jobs and without a car to get what I needed done, then you so-called "grown azz men" need to be able to do the same. We get tired of paying, and doing all the time,too; trying to support and not turn our backs on our Kings, but you can't be acting like a bratty prince, hollerin' "give me, give me, give me."

So.....why is it that I keep meeting, or attracting broke guys, who want me to do any and everything for them? Where is my equal? Where is the man who is taking care of himself, working on his life and career goals? Why is it that these men that I meet that seem to have these qualities, are close-minded and only want one type of girl, i.e. skinny. Didn't you hear Mo'Nique, skinny cooks can't be trusted. But no, this isn't a hate the skinny bitch rant. It's just a very,very common theme that I have seen in about 99.9% of the guys I've met that I thought were quality guys, had the qualities that I wanted in a potential mate, yet, they all, and I do mean ALL wanted (okay, with the exception of one that I can think of at this moment, but he's too far away so he doesn't count) a single-digit sized chick.

Anywho, now that that's off my chest. Now if only I could tell the one person that I've had a crush on for forever that, I've had a crush on him for forever, I can move on completely, and breathe deeply again.