Archive for June 20th, 2006

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Jun

Snooping

Saturday, I watched a segment of the weekend edition of the Today show, and the topic was cybersnooping, and how it’s common for significant others to rifle through each others’ e-mail, text messages and call logs. 
 
The guest “expert” was a very attractive man.  He was also one of those hot guys that you can look at and tell that he’s going to be a big fireball of trouble.  In fact I can’t remember exactly what made him an expert, although I suspect that his expertise lies in driving women to antipsychotics.
 
His advice was interesting.  He openly said that women are usually doing the snooping because men are most likely doing the cheating.  He went on to say that he would never leave a woman in his home unattended, and that he never leaves his phone out or his computer on, because he knows that the woman du jour would snoop.  Seems that Pretty Boy has had a lot of experience, given that he has all of the playa-playa tricks of the trade for not getting his hands caught in cookie jars across the city.
 
I couldn’t help but think he was missing the entire point, which was supposed to be the perils of snooping, NOT to teach men how to cheat more effectively. 
 
This is a topic that I have a rather strong opinion on (not like there’s a topic that I don’t have a strong opinion on). 
 
Fuck the espionage.  Here’s a radical idea, cutie pie . . . if you’re in a relationship, KEEP IT IN YOUR PANTS!  It’s that simple!  Because guess what?  If you’re not cheating, that gives your nosey parker girlfriend nothing to find when she looks.  When she glances at your text messages, she won’t see any booty call invitations or volunteers of tongue-trickery; she will only find messages from your sophmoric friends about how they’re watching the game, or scored with the ex-stripper they picked up on the Viagra Triangle.  And then guess what?  She’ll stop snooping because she will feel secure in your relationship.
 
It’s not about hiding the info.  It’s about having no info to hide.  Jeez!  Freakin’ figure it out!