I’m Not Looking For Mr. Right, Just A Good Time: What I Learned From Women Who Really Do Act And Think Like Men

October 31, 2012  |  


I’m sure that when you think of the idea of “Thinking Like A Man,” you conjure up thoughts of a bald head black man cheesing on the cover of a book that tells you ways you can get the respect and commitment you deserve in a full-fledged relationship. But that’s actually the complete opposite of what I mean when I talk about women I know who “think like men.” They’re not looking for commitment necessarily, they’re looking to collect men for leisure to see if they can—just like many men do.

When I moved to New York City, I assumed that meeting men was going to be just like it was meeting young men when I moved away for college. I was going to be in a place where everybody was open and ready to meet, mix and mingle, and in the end, get in a meaningful relationship. I had watched enough hours of She’s Gotta Have It to think that there would be a wealth of men available. But of course, I was incredibly naive. I met guys, but some were clearly not looking for what I was looking for (and would carry on conversations that included stupid inquiries like, “Do you smoke weed and like to have fun?”), or they were nothing like the type of folks I could see myself in a committed relationship with and having my type of fun with (Watching old “Fresh Prince” reruns in the morning with crust in our eyes and our legs tangled under a blanket). They were instead, bossy, bland, creepy, lacked ambition, were corny, and could be indecisive at times. I was getting pretty frustrated.

By the coaxing of a bestie, I was told that I should hang out with a young woman who had been in the city about a year longer than I who could show me around and also show me a good time. I didn’t know her all that well, but after work, I did have time to spare (either hang with her, or I was going home to watch She’s Gotta Have It again). One evening, this young lady and I attended a mixer put on by a popular blog in Manhattan in order to multitask by grabbing drinks and grabbing men.

We separated in the hopes of meeting other people (guys) and while I calmly chatted with a guy at the bar who I started to imagine as the perfect partner for Sunday brunches in the future, she was hopping from guy to guy in the room, lightly slapping shoulders, seeming like the life of the party. Before I knew it, she was walking over to me and my new cute friend, turning on the charm. While we had started a conversation about our different cultural backgrounds, she found an in, and when she told him that her people were Haitian (his were from the Caribbean as well), I found my black a** to be the third wheel all of a sudden. They talked about Caribbean foods they liked and ki’ki’d it up. Before I knew it, she told him that they should try one of the places he talked about and dude was thirstier than someone stranded in the desert in his attempts to pull out his business card for her. When he said his goodbyes, she winked, threw the card in her purse, and kept it moving.

While I made conversation with other guys, including one I could see myself having my type of fun with (including those brunches again), I kept an eye out on her. By the end of the night, when it was time for me to head back to Brooklyn, she was turning on the charm for one of the event’s hosts, and safe to say, he was feeling her. The next morning when I told her about the guy I met, she would later let me know that she and the fine host hit it off big time and that he was all over her on the train home. Too bad she had no interest in anything serious with him, or any of the guys she met that night for that matter. Homegirl even lost the card of the guy she was scheduled to scarf down Haitian food with.  The guy I met, I ended up being disappointed by when I realized that my age was a problem for him. So while I was a little sad, she shared kind words, and kept on the prowl, collecting men with no cares. She had guys she called for entertainment, and a guy in another state that she wanted to be serious about in the future. But in the meantime, she wasn’t looking to be cuffed, or to be committed to, something I low-key realized I was thinking about in the back of my mind after meeting guys. Maybe that’s why she didn’t care when she would get it in with the fine dude in her apartment complex that knew all the dope events to go to, but wouldn’t make the time to go those events with him when he threw the idea around. She didn’t want dates. She was a mack.

Me, I’m not trying to be a mack, but I realized from her love of leisurely engaging with guys and how receptive they were to her, that I was going into the dating game all wrong, and so were some of my friends. I know people (and have been one) who get dressed to the nines and go to every outing (birthday bar hopping, dinner, movies, etc.) in the hopes of meeting Mr. Right. I realized that the nice guy I meet at the lounge who’s cute should be taken for face value in the hours I get to know him and not thought of as a long-term boo because he’s nice. By looking for a Mr. Right every time I went out, I was going home more disappointed than I needed to because they weren’t all enthralled with me like I had hoped. Though I wasn’t trying to mack, I could learn a lot from her.

Weeks later I attended a party and was having a good time dancing with one of my old girlfriends. I wasn’t on my old “Mr. Right” mission and was just out this time to have a good time. When I decided to hydrate myself at the bar, I saw a guy looking good in a suit and thought I’d try my hand at turning on the charm like my new friend was so good at. While at the bar, I got my drink and before I walked back to my girlfriend, I tapped the guy and told him he looked nice in his suit. He smiled wide and said thanks, and as I smiled back, I could tell he was surprised when I told him to have a good night and walked away. In his mind, he thought I was going to jock him, but I wasn’t looking for Mr. Brunch Sundays anymore. As the night went on and my friend and I resurrected the wop, that same guy at the bar approached me later and tried to start a conversation. I quickly realized that he wasn’t my type, smiled at his compliments and let him know that I was going to get back to dancing with my friend. The ball was in my court, and he was just a squirrel trying to…well, you know. And while I wasn’t picking up stacks of cards and phone numbers for fun like my friend from the mixer, it was nice to see how much more men are into you when you play it cool and look to have a good time rather than going out looking for a knight in shining armor. But that’s not to say I’m done looking…

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  • I loved this article.

  • nobueno

    I am a reformed mack. I didn’t want anything sexual with the men I use to find for entertainment, only until we are exclusively dating which would take a while.I just liked conversation and company, and unless we were exclusive we would be in public whenever we did meet up.I never believed in dating one person at a time because to me that’s basically a relationship.
    Guys would feel intimated at my bluntness with them, but at the same time like that I was keeping -them in a rotation of another 4-15 dudes where they felt they had to bring their A-game.I let them all know that I was not looking for a relationship, and that I was dating other ppl so my time would be limited.Every guy kept complaining about me not having time for them, and wanting to be the only one, if the feeling was mutual I would eventually become the girlfriend.I have been dating since 19 i’m 24 now and have had 3 serious relationships.I never understood my friend who have a new “serious” bf every time they date a new guy,I am going to agree that I don’t like the phrases of “acting/thinking like a man”, the guys I were dating until I became engaged, were all decent men who seemed interested in LTRs.

    • I can’t hate on your macking, my question though how can you really get to know someone and discover if they are worth a commitment if you don’t have the time to actually get to know them. Juggling 15 dudes? wow! But I do like the fact that you let everyone know what’s up and that you didn’t take dating a dude to mean you two were now a couple.

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  • Lrocka

    “They were instead, bossy, bland, creepy, lacked ambition, were corny,
    and could be indecisive at times. I was getting pretty frustrated.” GIRL YEEEESSSS! That describes my life dating in the new york metro area to a Tee it was so bad…I had to go…so i did.(Well not solely because of that) BUT that ONE segment was so well stated and indicative of the men up there I literally couldn’t have said it better myself!

  • Men want what they can’t have; hence the lure of the best friend who isn’t all that interested in a relationship- she’s unattainable and different.

    • nobueno

      yup worked for me lol.

  • Wow

    The last place to think you’d find Mr. Right is a club, bar, mixer, or any event that has music, alcohol and a plethora of equally thirsty for attention scantily clad women.

    • yaya

      + 1. depending where I meet a guy I put him in a certain category. I am not taking a guy I meet at a janky club seriously, unless he was obviously dragged out there lol.

  • FromUR2UB

    I can see how someone might seem more attractive when desperation is not in their eyes. There’s a toothpaste commercial in which a young woman is imagining a stranger could be her potential husband, but first, she has to get him to speak to her. Wow.

  • KIR12

    Am I the only one who is shocked sometime at how easily black women are manipulated by other black women into believing their b.s.? Whether it’s Erica Badu (sp), Lauryn Hill, Mo’Nique, Jill Scott or a girlfriend with ulterior motives. These chicks all talk a good game but there will always be a brother who will pull your whole card.

    Stay in your lane never follow a fast cute girl. The only thing you’re going to get out of it is the only thing she’s gotten out of it. A wet a&$.

    • Lanie

      LOL KIR12 your funny…….Did it hurt….boo boo child….LOL

    • JaneDoe

      I was going to actually make a similar comment. I am my own pilot.. I will be damned if I listen to anyone’s song or watch anyone’s movie and run with how they are feeling at that point in their lives. I was listening to Lauren Hill’s song the other day and all I could do was smh bc she sure didn’t practice what she preached. We are all human and we make mistakes but for me I will make my own mistakes.

  • Pivyque

    Is that really thinking/acting like men? Or is it just realizing that you don’t need to go out looking for your potential love match every time you leave the house?…I don’t know.