The kids and I watched Two And A Half Men the other night. In fact, we binge-watched a bunch of the original ones with Charlie Sheen. I’ve seen the newer versions with Ashton Kutcher and they were ok, but there was nothing like the ones with Charlie.
What is it about Charlie? I think it’s the dark hair, the swagger and the naughty boy with a vulnerable side that gets me. Not that I’d want to date him in real life, but there’s something about him I like. I don’t know what it is, but I do get a huge laugh out of watching the show. It’s raucous. Its shameless insertion of double entendres and sometimes outright naughtiness stuns me into giggles. The bad boy behavior reminds me of the type of guys I liked back in the day. You know, the ones that were wild and not to be tamed. Why in the world was a girl like me interested in them? Because they were rebellious and in my heart, I was too even though I was ‘not allowed’ to be anything more than a properly mannered good girl.
I think they liked me because they wanted to try to see if I could be naughty and I liked them for trying. However, it was no surprise that I never went to the naughty side, but I liked to dip my toes in occasionally by dating and flirting with them just to annoy my parents and to shake up my pigeon-holed good girl group of friends who were all interested in ‘boys like that’ but didn’t dare. And with each bad boy, there was something that clicked between us at least for a little bit. They usually had a vulnerable side that came out when we dated. What drew me in was when they had the hard rugged exterior which held a kind-hearted interior. Does that make sense?
I walked a fine line because I had a good reputation to uphold and I kept it. The naughty boys knew who I was and lucky for me never pushed me into anything that I felt went beyond my bounds. Of course, that meant that we didn’t stay together for too long either, but it was fun while it lasted. I ended up kissing a lot of them that way. It’s funny how a memory gets sparked when you’re writing.
Anyway…those days are over. While there remains that spark of rebel within my authentic self, I’m not looking for a man who isn’t tamed to a reasonable degree in order to be trusted. Been there, married and divorced that and I think that’s out of my system. Whew. Lesson learned.
What about you? Do you like the bad boys too?