Posted on 2014.07.31
Picture this
Picture this: It’s a beautiful summer’s day, you’re hanging out with friends, you’re having a great time and there’s a Christian Greyesque type close by that you’ve had your eye on. But he’s not with another woman or remotely unavailable, in fact, he’s there for you and only you.
Well, ladies and gentlemen, it’s what you’ve been waiting for. Forget the cliché strippers and sub-par boyfriends – what you want and absolutely need is a ManServant. What’s a ManServant? Exactly what it says. He’s someone you can book for your bachelorette party, your night out, or on any day you wish for someone to be at your beck and call. Need someone to take pictures of you and your girlfriends? How about a cabana boy, towel boy and grill master rolled into one? Whatever it is you need, ManServants have you covered.
Their Code of Chivalry will ensure that you’re complimented every hour, that you’re addressed as “My Lady” and that every single one of your wishes are met – not to mention you get to name them whatever you please. But that’s not the best part. The best part is your freedom of choosing who you get, what they look like and how they’re dressed – think Sims but in real life. George Clooney, Adam Levine, James Bond, Garrett Hedlund – the options are only limited by your desires.
Manservants and morality
For all of you moral purists, don’t let this new concept inspire a long Facebook post addressing the morally loose values this glorifies. These ManServants know full well what they’re getting into when they sign up for it. A well-curated application process includes auditions, training and of course, discussions about compensation. Want to make this a gender equality matter? Watch the video and try to ignore the male couple watching their ManServant do a set of pushups.
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No matter how you twist it, the fact remains the same – ManServants let us live outside of our own lives for a few hours while being pampered by the men of our dreams. If that’s so wrong, does anyone really want to be right?
