In response to my last post, Jay Dee said:
I would agree that game is like a toolbox, but that doesn’t mean all the tools in it are of good quality, or that there isn’t a better tool to use.
For example: Neg can be a tool, but I’d argue it’s about as good as a tool as using a piece of rock as a hammer to pound a nail into a board, when what you really need is a claw on the end of a real hammer to get the nail out. I don’t see any place for negging in a relationship, it’s a tool, but it’s a bad tool that is going to do more damage than good.
I’m actually a pretty big fan of teasing, or The Neg (which is just multilayer teasing), and often use it as a social lubricant. Here’s a recent example; the remembrance of which caused Mrs. Caldo fits for the rest of the day.
We had just finished check-out at the register of a WalMart. I’d teased her about having to pay for everything, and as we walked through the sliding door I said, “You’re all right for a girl.”
About ten feet in front of us was a woman I’d guess was in her late forties who had overhead my comment. I’ve never laid eyes on her in my life, but she immediately whipped her head around gave me a scowl like she was my relative. This shocked my wife, but I just grinned ear to ear, and said, “Seriously. She’s not that bad!”
She turned her head again and responded, “If my husband said that he’d be in trouble.” By this point Mrs. Caldo was confused and angry. Confused because she didn’t know what this woman’s problem was, and mad because she was stirring up trouble.
“Oh, now,” I feigned, “I’m sure your husband thinks you’re all right for a girl, too.”
“Well, he better not say it!”
“Why not? Are you that bad?”
This continued on. It happened to be the case that she was parked on the same row as us, and we ended up chatting all the way back, and before we were halfway there she was laughing, and wished us a good day.
When we got into my truck, Mrs. Caldo was seething. “What was her problem? First she’s angry about none of her business, and then she’s all friendly and laughing. Her poor husband…”
“Tell me about it.”, I shot back.
“Hey! I’m not like that!”
“No, you’re all right for a girl.”
 In his post, I think KG doesn’t quite go deep enough in his analysis of why and how hot women get by on their looks. They often are trying to overtly manipulate men, but they would never admit it.