I’ll Take Two

“You know what…let me go ahead and get two.”  Picture it, you’re in a store, just stopped in real quick to get a [insert personal vice here].  You’re thinking one is all you need, but you decide hey, I’ll get two.  I mean you got the money.  Later, when you get that craving again, you won’t have to drive all the way back to the store (besides the store might be out).  Heck, you might even get that craving when the store is closed, then what are you going to do?    

An old head once told me, “You aint a man, unless you can take care of two women.”  Same rationale, different vice (so to speak). For instance, you have this one woman, you love her, but you’ve got the time and money for another one.  When she’s tripping, you can share your time with the other one.  I know its cold to compare a craving for a Twinkie with people, but I think the rationale is the same for the two-timer.  

Now when someone says, “two-timer” they automatically think of a man, but women aren’t exempt from the two-time bug, it strikes all races, both sexes, doesn’t discriminate on the basis of national origin, color, creed and definitely not religion (heck, some encourage it).  Why does the two-timer well…two-time?  I can’t begin to get in the mind of a two-timer, never been one, but it has a certain allure to it.  A man with a lot of women is said to have clout.  Almost no man I know would pass on the opportunity to have two beautiful women over one.

If you take out the minor detail that it’s just flat out wrong, the two-timer is really supplementing their needs.  Perhaps that person isn’t getting all he/she needs in one relationship.  I know what you’re saying, get out.  Nevertheless, how many people are actually getting all they need/want out of their current relationship?  I think it’s simple.  No matter how much someone gets, they will always rationalize that they can have more, or need more.

But is it just being greedy?  You want your cake, and eat it two…heck maybe even three.  Maybe you’re crashing birthday parties and eating all types of cake.  The bottom-line is that you reap what you sow.  Cheating is dead wrong, it creates broken homes, baggage, bitterness, broken hearts, etc.  Men tend to glamorize it, use it as a rung to climb the fictitious totem pole of manhood, but most of all we underestimate its destructiveness. 

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