This chic I've been seeing has this problem and I've tried my best to help her out (we f***ed already, so I don't care if she puts me in the friend zone now).
She screws with A LOT of different guys; gets wasted more than Billy Bob in "Bad Santa"; and can't seem to focus on her work. She's risking everything she's earned up to this point by putting work off to f around with other dudes and drink the night away.
Every time I try to talk to her, it's either "Ok, I understand," or "Yes, I take your advice very seriously," but she's full of crap --- ends up doing the same thing over and over again.
Frankly, at this point, I've stopped caring; stopped being the only guy around who actually gives a f about her beyond a sexual level.
If you ever encounter one of these wenches, either steer clear or just f-them, then leave. You can't save them.
She screws with A LOT of different guys; gets wasted more than Billy Bob in "Bad Santa"; and can't seem to focus on her work. She's risking everything she's earned up to this point by putting work off to f around with other dudes and drink the night away.
Every time I try to talk to her, it's either "Ok, I understand," or "Yes, I take your advice very seriously," but she's full of crap --- ends up doing the same thing over and over again.
Frankly, at this point, I've stopped caring; stopped being the only guy around who actually gives a f about her beyond a sexual level.
If you ever encounter one of these wenches, either steer clear or just f-them, then leave. You can't save them.