You don't always have to be the nice guy

Mike on a Boat

I was looking at some of my pictures from Mexico just now and saw some I took out at Lake Bacalar when I chartered a boat.

I invited a family to come with me on this boat as a kind gesture.

I think ultimately, I just wanted to sleep with the hot Mexican daughter, but I was also okay if that didn't happen. The family came on this boat and got the experience a lifetime for free and the second I made the invite, I instantly regretted it.

They didn't seem appreciate the opportunity they were being given.

I mean, I think the brother and his girlfriend did, but for whatever reason, probably because they didn't know me, they just didn't seem to care.

Even after we went out on the boat they brought me some food from the restaurant and then invited me to go out to the bar. I accepted the invitation. The daughter was a salsa dancer, a really good one, that also had a weird fascination for dancing to Hindi music. It was funny to see a Mexican who was so enthralled with that. It's like she secretly wanted to be Indian. She even looked Indian. My guess is that this was the group that was accepting her at her university or whatnot and the dancing gave her a unique skill that separated her from the rest of the harem. I have no idea. I don't know and I don't care.

Anyways, I can't dance Salsa at all, but she invited me on to the floor and I proceeded to look like a dumbass, of course. It's not that I wasn't willing to learn or that I have no rhythm, it's that I just didn't feel accepted. I felt like they were just feeling obligated to reciprocate my invitation.

I even taught her brother how to wakeboard. He was really appreciative of that because I know he never gets to do those things. I liked him a lot. He was a cool guy. His girlfriend was hot and slightly in awe because of the way I could just charter a boat like that. She had fake tits. They weren't too bad.

Overall, the whole experience just seemed awkward. I mean, the daughter was beautiful, but was so passive that it was hard to understand where her mind was. After spending time with their family I realized that she became that way because her parents were divorced and her relationship with her father seemed to be distant, therefore she most likely carried that situation into her adult life.

I also took about 20,000 pictures in the 38 days I traveled through Mexico. I took an entire reel of this family, including the hot daughter. I sent the pictures and they didn't seem to understand the context. I think she just thought I was a creeper with a camera. I mean, I was, but not because I want to look at your pictures later on when I'm feeling lonely, but because I am good at capturing people's beauty that they just can't see.

Whatever the case, her brother and father lived in Mexico City and she and her mother lived in San Antonio, Texas, USA. I reached out to her when I came through San Antonio (I go there frequently, since I live in Dallas). She obliged at my texts and phone call, but she didn't answer or call me back or anything. I don't take it personal, but at the same time I do. I don't think it's that she wasn't feeling me or anything. Maybe that was it, but she has a similar mentality to the instagram model that ghosted me. Something in these girl's belief system or thought process is off and therefore they are not having real interactions or they can't see a good thing when it's presented to them. I won't even say it's unconscious, but to a degree it is. Conscious people see noble people and gestures and respond to them accordingly.

I guess the reason I write this is because it was a reminder that the next time I went wakeboarding, unless I could tell that somebody was really going to appreciate the gesture, then it was just going to be me and the boat operator. So that's what I did. The next time I went out, I went by myself just me and the boat operator and the experience was so much better for me. I really enjoyed it.

When people at the hostel asked what I was doing the next day, I told them

"I'm going wakeboarding."

And they're like

"Oh sweet, I've always wanted to do that!!", or "That's so cool, can we go!?"

I responded and asked them: "Do you have money?"

They said well, no.

I said then, NOPE.

Sometimes you just have to create separation between you and other people.

You don't have to be the nice guy all the time.