Believe It Or Not, Not All Guys Are A$$holes

This one’s for the fellow good guys. The ones who’ve become admins of the friend zone. The ones who are still waiting for their admission to college or promotion at work. 


You know who you are. The ones that have ALWAYS DONE THE RIGHT THING and been right because that is who they are.

Who’s the good guy you ask? For people from the same gender who have lesser morals and for the opposite gender who has never met one because he’s become her brother, let me explain to those people.

The good guy is the first one to sacrifice his night of fun and alcohol just so he ensures he drops you home. He’s the one that works hard all day, doing other people’s work sometimes, to get a measly increment. He’s the one that is there to talk to you in the middle of the night. He’s the one that knows he’s your last option but agrees to go out with you nonetheless.

Yes, he’s that geeky dorky idiotic guy. The one you don’t give any importance to. There are hoards of these guys. We’re an entire species.

My letter is to that good guy. And all I want to say is one thing, HAVE PATIENCE. Patience is the virtue you have to embody. Your one single mantra. The Be-All and End-All of your life.

If you’ve been in this business (the good guy business) since you were born, I know how hard it can get to continue on this path of goodness. To see assholes taking over the world, getting great jobs and the hottest women. It takes only one second to turn you into that asshole you always despised.

Not too far in the distant past, on a night of experimental drinking with the crush. I turned into that guy. That guy who begged and pleaded. The guy who tried to convince her to cheat. That guy who crossed a line. That guy who is the biggest bastard I could have ever imagined. Yes, I turned into him. Only to wake up in the morning, the morning of shame, to realize what I had done. I had crossed over, “I’m tired of doing the right thing” I had said in my drunken stupor.

But I now realize, how easy it is to be the asshole. Detach yourself from everybody and everything and do everything according to your own whims and fancies. It’s the easy way out. The simplest way to be. But is that what you really want? To be despised and hated? Or do you want to win? See yourself achieve? See real happiness in the eyes of your loved ones?

If you want the latter set of things, have patience my friend. Patience! That’s all you got to have. Only good guys have the capabilities. The assholes are mostly always free riders. You do your thing, give in your very best, and wait. Trees wait silently for years to have the first fruit grow on them.

For the game of being good is not that of stop loss or of short selling. It is that of long term capital investments and of long term capital gains. It’s that customer relations strategy whose benefits you can’t fathom, but they practically reap themselves at some later stage.

Bet on yourself. BE YOURSELF. For the odds are highest for the underdogs, aren’t they? More often than not, life will tip the scale in your favor.

It may seem like your being screwed over – for that promotion, by that girl or by your friends, and in all likelihood you are. That’s the short term loss. Think of yourself as the stock of Berkshire Hathaway. Close to worthless when bought (worth a meagre $290 when it launched) but worth a fortune ($218,175) today. You my friend, are the long term winner. The end game. The life time achievement award.

So never lose hope. Don’t give in to the temptation. Because evil doesn’t come dressed in a red cape and pointy horns, it comes in the form of (you guessed it right) temptation.

“The road to success is dotted with many tempting parking spaces.” – Will Rogers

For in the end, what differentiates us from them, is the fact that we’re there when nobody else is. That we do what needs to be done without noise. It doesn’t matter if we get the credit. It doesn’t matter if we win. It’s only the good guys that last.