Cornballs, anyone?

I saw a dude today on my Facebook home page status this: “My man’s girl left him for a cornball…how stupid is that?”

WOW. Well first off, myself and a high school friend immediately wanted to know what IS a cornball? My girl said, that cornballs are what’s up at our age (iowno what age she talking on, lol)…but, I concurred to a degree. I said that “cornballs” tend to be more sensitive, attentive, respectful, etc…and not that I meant to infer his “man” wasn’t any of those things…but, just that there’s got to be a reason why his girl left him. If it were a man, leaving his chick for a “Plain Jane”…I’m sure that while the chick may begin some hateration…the dude would conclude that she was “handling business”. *rolling eyes*

When this dude DID define cornball…the words he used were as follows: unsophisticated, old-fashioned, banal, sensitive and corny of course. So, being considered the “human dictionary” in my family…I broke it down to myself. (I was on the way to work, no time to argue points, lol) 

Well…what exactly IS unsophisticated? This dude, wears the best gear, jewelry, blah and blah. He’s constantly posting male and female fashion. So to ME, I see already that his idea of sophistication is attached as much to material presentation…as it is attitude and style. (FYI: Style and Fashion are two TOTALLY different things).  Then there is old-fashioned. Now, I don’t have a problem with that. I hope the “cornball” isn’t kicking it in crushed linen suits and gators from the 70’s…update that papi. LOL…but, for the most part, when I think of old-fashioned…I think of a person who has old time values. Next…Banal? Well, banal is simply put…”common”. That’s just average. That’s like saying…”Kiwi isn’t dumb, nor genius…she’s average smart.” Well what in the hell is wrong with that? For the record…being OVER the top is OVERrated. A lot of folks stuck on themselves could learn a LOT from an average cat. Who is ANYONE to defer judgment onto someone else as being less than, especially based off of a superficial quality that can come or go…not like a true moral foundation, which is ingrained in you for life? I’d rather be an average “Joe”…getting what I need and owing little, than to be styling and profiling and not able to pay bills…not saying this is HIM, but come on, son! 

Then, sensitive…well, unless he’s crying over EVERYTHING…constantly whining about life or has no sense of backbone or sign of his XY chrome…then I’m imagining sensitive means he cares. That he has a heart and isn’t ashamed to be vulnerable. THAT takes strength. Only WEAK ass folks hide their vulnerabilities and pretend to let everything slide off their backs. No one is impenetrable. We’re mere images of God…and remember that IMAGES…can be distorted. It isn’t ALWAYS a crystal clear representation of the original form. Finally, we come to the word corny. Well, maybe it’s just me…because I like nerds, silly jokes and a man who isn’t afraid to let himself go. I love laughing at the mundane…making something everyday ordinary be outrageously funny with some imagination. I like a dude, who will say…”Babe, today is the anniversary of our first kiss”. I like someone who remembers that I love pens and journals and brings me home one tucked in his coat. Corny is sometimes endearing and heart-warming.

You know…I sat there and shook my head until I walked INTO the office. I really did walk 20mins to work, rattling this off in my head. First off, I’m not impressed by material. Show me TRUE, unwavering, shameless, all-consuming love. Show me LOYALTY, TRUST, HONESTY, DEDICATION and RESPECT…and I will indeed be impressed…as long as it’s consistent. Don’t start nothing you can’t finish with me. At 37, I’m done with lip service. SHOW me! Hmph! I digress…but, yea…this got to me. Sophistication? I wanted to ask cat, “Does your INCOME outweigh your OUTGOING?”.  When assessing your credit, liabilities and assets…do you come out on TOP? Are you flossing a fine luxury vehicle while either living with moms…or living in a  rented space or do you OWN? If you aren’t balling out of control and coming out on TOP of your bills…then guess what “PAHTNA”? You ARE average…and seemingly a CORNBALL. The worst part…is you don’t even KNOW that. Like I said, give me a hard-working blue-collar man who provides and comes home at night. Who is a great father to any potential children…who loves on me sufficiently, and who is my best friend in the world. Give me THAT cornball…because if a sophisticated, snobbish, judgmental asshole is the other option…I’ll pass!

By the way…did you catch that this man was somewhat in his feelings about his FRIEND being left for a cornball? How sensitive!! LMAO