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&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; One of my favorite sites online is AskMen.com. Now why in the hell would I be going there? Female perspective can be clouded by emotion and cruel judgement when it comes to dating dilemnas, and I can always expect to find a straightforward, fresh outlook, right out of the horses mouth there. Checking in moments ago, I found a new posting by Thomas Bey entitled 'Best Jobs to Impress Women'. Yeah, I'm there and filtering through his take on employment catnip to the opposite sex, either in full agreement or utter disbelief and opposed to. Not only does this guy offer mini summarized data, he even throws in a small suggestion on how to 'fake' the job you want the woman to believe that you have but in all reality, don't. I'm here to affirm my thoughts on the matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; /&gt;
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&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;The first job listed is a Chef. Boy does this guy have his head on straight! I would kill for a guy who not only knows his way around a kitchen, but he also knows how to cook in it as well! Most males direct themselves to the freezer for a rapid micro entree, or their idea of treating their lady to a fancy dinner in, is a fast call to the nearest chinese takeout (don't get me wrong, I love chinese, but a little effort now and then even if burnt is nicely appreciated). There's something about a man who feels so passionately for food that he's always got a new morsel on the table. As an amorous fan of a variety of grub, I took a deep liking to Gordon Ramsey and his Kitchen Nightmares and Hells Kitchen series. Never have I witnessed a more driven, vulgar, tasty bloke than he when it comes to my culinary desires! In my eyes, there's no faking this skill, you either got it, or you don't. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; /&gt;
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&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Next up is the old school Entrepreneur. Now these guys come in all shapes, sizes, and walks of life. It could be the innocent faced 21 year old car salesman that's on top of you the moment you hit the lot, the 40 year old stock broker who's always seen on a cell phone in full blown argument about an upcoming deadline, or the average joe kissing ass all the way up the chain of command at the infamous world of McDonald's. They're hard workers, devoted employees, and determined like no other to make their mark somewhere in this world. Unfortunately, some can take it to the extreme and come off as nothing but arrogant, smug, and downright rude to anyone they feel 'beneath them'. I'm all about a guy pumped up to be nothing shy of a mans' man, but some really CAN and DO fake this position by talking himself up 24/7 at anyone within earshot. Not very charming in my book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; /&gt;
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&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;The red blooded American Military Man. These soldiers have an incredible devout following. They have bumper stickers, clothing lines, and daytime series supporting their every move. Give it up for the guys doing it for Uncle Sam! My dad is a true believer that both sexes should serve at least a year to 'prove their worth' for the luxuries that we have today. You couldn't convince me to take that step unless my life actually depended on it. Neither would I ever go for a man who would, or is. Hey, I think it's wonderful that men want to use some big guns and go fight off the bad guys because somebody has to do it, and there are literally millions of women who see these camo studded gents as a complete aphrodisiac through the hypnotized need to feel rescued and protected, but what I see is a guy who's never home and always putting the devotion to his country first. I can more than easily live without that emptiness in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; /&gt;
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&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Doctors are hot. Saving lives, quick on their feet, the money isn't half bad...but you know what other doc gets overlooked too often; the Veterinarian. Animals are always on the mark when sniffing out a good person, and vets have the magical touch to support that theory. They work just as hard, if not harder than &amp;quot;real m.d's&amp;quot;, but make far less than McDreamy ever could. Why is that? Pets are just as important members to the family as our brothers and sisters, and who wouldn't go for the cute and shy Dr. Dolittle at the nearest animal hospital? I've seen a lot, A LOT of men who think dogs 'are cool', or 'too annoying and costly to upkeep'. Vets think nothing of the sort. They see emotion and importance to our crazy critters and push to keep them healthy, strong, and around for a long time to come because why; they just care more than the average bear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; /&gt;
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&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;A blazing inferno will have everyone running far, far away to the regions of safe keeping, but Firemen are on the move towards the flame instead. It's a dangerous job, but somebody's got to do it, so who else but the men (and women) brave enough to heed the heat. Back in high school, I enrolled in the new market firefighter/emt course to get what all the commotion was about. Yes, there were a few lookers, a few that were REALLY into the profession, and there were the others like me who had no chance in ever donning the flame resistant suit, but we gave our best go at it anyway. When it reached the time where the instructor gave chops to either 'stay if this is your life path or go home' speech, I was out the door and giving criminal justice a shot. That never panned out either, but experiencing the work that it takes to save lives as a true firefighter, I can definitely see why many women find these guys so lovable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; /&gt;
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&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Being a passenger in a plane is nerve wracking enough for me, but I bet my stresses are little in comparison to the ol' Pilot who's actually steering the big bird in the sky. Long hours, a gazillion stamps in his passport, this one is off, off, off and away with the responsibility of the many lives on board who are coming and going. We know that 'someone' is behind the curtain up front who's making our journey possible, but like most things unseen, out of sight, out of mind. I know that when I board a plane, I tend to forget the fact that I'm not just magically reaching my destination by clicking my heels together and poof, hello new city! Only by a verbal intercom reminder to turn off phones and strap on my safety belt does it dawn on me that hey, yeah, there is a guy driving this thing thousands of feet in the air and I hope we don't crash! Big commercial liners are great and all, but I think a pilot with his own private wings for weekend getaways is higher on the coolness scale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; /&gt;
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&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;We snap pictures of ourselves, our friends, our family, many of us have become our own little wannabe visual artists to post online for our MySpace or Facebook for gratification of flattering commentary. It's hard to meet someone who doesn't have a digital camera always on hand for the chance of a perfect photo op. Then there are those whom can actually be deemed as professionals. They have a mesmerizing portfolio, years of experience, and the uncanny ability to always take the simplest item and blow it up to a masterpiece. They see things a little differently than most of us do, like finding the beauty in EVERYTHING. I can see the appeal, but a lot tend to be picky and have that whole emotionally distraught and misunderstood vibe going for them. They're great to have around on a vacation, a family portrait, or a wedding to catch the wild lot of single bridesmaids duking it out during the bouquet toss, but their title doesn't necessarily have me drooling at the mouth. Too many people consider themselves photographers and don't really have the evidence to back it up. In my mind, it's another case of a profession that's a dime a dozen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; /&gt;
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&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;In closing, Bey made a perfect example of other jobs out there that never seem to drive the women in by the hundreds. Garbage men, tower dogs, and fisherman won't get the same wrap that a cop or celebrity actor would, but they're jobs that have to be done. If you're happy with what you do, then by all means go for the gold. There's a woman out there for every septic cleaner or every other undesirable job being had, no matter what statistics try to prove!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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