[dfwgator]

Yeah, this was always the sad refrain of the pinch-faced 30-something feminists at the place I used to work.

The ones that wasted their 20s dating the "bad boys."

[Nepeta]

I was never so alone as during my 10 year marriage.

There probably are good men out there, but at this point, I prefer my own company. There is no risk of acquiring some vile disease, I never make the mistake of relying on someone who does a half-hearted or inept job of something critical (the ex talked down to mechanics; they tended not to fix cars properly when he took them in, but since I treated them with respect, cars got fixed when I took them into a shop), I never have to explain the jokes in movies, I never have to share the embarrassment of someone else's poor manners in public, and I don't worry about someone stealing from me (not every state cleans out the finances of men--I was cleaned out when I was divorced, and there are men who just too inclined to assume ownership of my stuff).

Now, I like men to work with, and I get along with them just fine. Most of my life has been spent working primarily with men. But the chance of them trashing my personal life is not one I am willing to take.

[ansel12]

I’ a little curious about men that seem angry/jealous about what they label “the bad boys”.

[Kenton]

The ones that wasted their 20s dating the "bad boys."

Some maybe, but I think at least several of them were "feminists" because no man showed any interest in them.