Saturday, September 5, 2009

Please be honest with me

I have always considered myself a girly girl. Long hair, long nails, things plucked and shaved and perfumed. Not a fashion slave, but must coordinate in color,style, SHOES and I adore skirts. I do like some guy type things; camping (in a pop-up that has electricity and must be close to flush toilets and showers), baseball (at home though; not out in the heat), hockey (my language at games would stun some of my friends) and...okay I think that may be it. But at the ripe old age of 40 I found out how really different I am from most women. I have been married 15 years (dated plenty before that) and am aware of how sometimes males and females have trouble communicating. I have always attributed this to different brains patterns, but apparently there are a WHOLE LOT of women out there who don't say what they really mean. It isn't just to men either, but to other women as well. And since I am part of this "fairer" sex I am supposed to recognize the nuances that clue me in to what they are truly saying. Unfortunately, I am clueless. I'm not sure how I missed out on this comprehension training while growing up. I was raised in 2 households of almost complete women. How did I miss this? My friendship history (mostly guys, all my life) shows my lack of familiarization with these niceties; which is what these women believe they are doing by not speaking their mind. I do not, nor will I ever, consider it pleasant to get so angry with me that you have to end our friendship just because you wouldn’t tell me what was on your mind; especially if I am bugging the crud out of you. Now I realize more women than men are going to be likely to read my ramblings, and I'm not trying to bug the crud out of you, but cut your fellow sisters some slack. Feel free to mess with your man's mind, but tell me like it is!

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