That’s okay. You don’t have to date me if you don’t want to.
Nor understand your sense of entitlement, either.
Well I’m thinking that was a kind of kneejerk statement common to folk who have been burned and that the second post was truer to the poster’s feelings. But I could be wrong.
I don’t get why so many men think that blonde for women is more attractive.
's OK, Quids, I figure your heart’s in the right place. But it’s a lucky few of us who’ve never been burned, I’m thinking - and I genuinely don’t understand the sentiment as voiced.
Exactly. Case in point: Trump. The louder he blusters, the sadder, weaker, and more pathetic he looks. The Trumps of the world haven’t grokked that it’s obvious to anyone with a few firing synapses that they are trying to persuade themselves of their toughness. And are therefore proclaiming their crippling insecurities to the world at large.
I will never understand Weddings a la Bridezilla. Females with this intense desire to spend tens of thousands of dollars and eighteen months of hysterical planning so Their Special Day can look exactly like everyone else’s Special Day. Groom optional.
I don’t like attending them, participating in them, or being anywhere near women in the throes of wedding fever.
In this thread at least half of the comments are about beer. I don’t get what the big deal is about beer. A lot of men seem to think it’s the greatest thing in the world. I’m a male but I don’t drink beer or any alcoholic beverages for that matter. It isn’t for religious or health reasons that I don’t drink it. I just don’t find it to be a necessary part of my life, and I never have to worry about being too drunk to drive or making a complete ass of myself because of being intoxicated.
As a male I don’t understand other males that
( in no particular order ):
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shave their heads
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carry all cards ( yeah all 20 of them !) in their wallets at any given time
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wear sandals AND socks
-buy shaving razors with 3 or more blades
-do bodybuilding exercises wearing Ipod attached to their upper shoulder
Neither do I. When I’ve been in a relationship (or even just a friendship) where I obviously cared about the other person less than he or she cared about me, I felt guilty. As for “worshipping the ground I walk on,” that’s equally uncomfortable.
It really aggravates me when women “play dumb” to get attention. I have had friends who are smart and sophisticated, but when they are in the company of men, or even in mixed company, they will start playing ditzy.
I guess they do it because they have found that it works, but I would rather not surround myself with people who are attracted to ditziness.
It’s not that I don’t understand the appeal of watching organized sports (though I’d rather be doing than watching, any day) – but I don’t understand how other guys feel that they’ve accomplished something when the team they’re fans of has won. I have lots of friends who are Cardinals fans, and I’ll enjoy going to a baseball game, but my happiness and wellbeing isn’t wrapped up in them winning.
Actually, I’m kind of at a loss at most forms of male groupthink. Guys who act one way when with you alone or in small groups, then have completely different personalities when they’re around whatever larger group.
I also don’t understand men who seethe with annoyance about their home life, because they let their spouse have her way – yet won’t actually talk to their spouse about that. It must be maddening to live that way. Of course, I don’t understand women who do the same, so maybe it’s just a single vs. married thing.
I don’t understand women’s attraction to chick lit; personally, it panders to assumptions about women’s behavior that strike as being somewhat amoral and immature. Why play hard to get? Why focus so much on over analyzing what he’s thinking about or how much you can milk him for? (I had a friend who loved chick lit and was really good at playing the “Well, I dunno if I should go for [guy #1] or [guy #2]” game all the time. It drove me insane at times, and on more than a few occasions I told her she was being crazy.)
Also, I don’t require agreement as part of a good conversation. Why is this required with so many women? I don’t go out of my way to be contrary a good bit of the time, but if it’s a trivial thing that I don’t agree on, why be angry about it?
I don’t get all those stupid little man rules. You can’t be a “real man” if you eat quiche, have a cat, drink beer that tastes doesn’t taste like soda water that’s been pissed in, or a million other pointless regs. How can you be so insecure to live your life by such a stupid code? A real man eats and drinks what he wants, and doesn’t give a shit about what some loudmouthed jerk thinks.
Something I didn’t mention in my first entry: clothes
a) No, I, too, am glad that in order to pass social muster I’m not required to spend an astonishing portion of my paycheck to acquire a truly vast assortment of costumes, most of which aren’t even comfortable, just in order to have the PERFECT thing to wear at any event, which is kind of how the Situation Female looks to me; BUT…
b) Is that sufficient reason to not care or be at all concerned about the really godawful freaking UGLY compositions-in-thread that we’re expected to don? The way everything looks exactly like everything else, zero imagination, most of it redolent of clown costumes donated by Bozo at the end of the season?
c) And how about suit and tie? Do you have employees? Do you pass on the poison, do you make your employees wear these demeaning things? Does it bug you that you have to wear them, if you do, indeed, have to wear them?
IN TOTO: Wouldn’t you like to be able to wear whatever is a statement of who you are, even if it is constrained to some significant extent by a code about “what is appropriate to wear at work”, or at some other situation, etc? Does it never piss you off that we have no choices, because, a) “what is appropriate to wear at work” is so narrowly defined and b) there’s nothing out there that doesn’t look like shit to choose from anyhow?
Me, I’m lucky, I get to go to work in jeans and t-shirt; I’ve managed to avoid shirt-and-tie for 98% of my adult life. But now and then I’d like to “dress up” and feel like I’m looking good…and there’s just nothing out there. I’d have to design my own and pay someone to render it in fabric. Sheesh.
You got me, pal. I’ve done all but #1 on your list. (Actually, when I used to use the machines, I wore the 'Pod on my waist.) And I have no explanation for any of it. So…
BTW: I used to think I was the only guy on the Dope who didn’t get the trend for guys to shave their heads. But just in the past week or so I’ve seen a few (men and women both) express their displeasure with it. I think it must have something to do with the Democrats taking back Congress - we don’t have to pretend we like the esthetic of a militaristic police state any longer.
Actually, I know pretty well how you feel. That used to get me down too. No more! 
I got rid of all that. Gave it away. Boy did that feel good!
Maybe you should have been a woman, AHunter3. Yes, the budget for nice outfits can be a challenge, but not as bleak as you describe it. Don’t you think women have figured out ways to dress chic on a limited budget?
Sorry, my fault; I shaved my head. I didn’t think word would get around so quickly, though.
Sometimes I think so, then other times I figure if I were female I’d be dressing in jeans and t shirt and rolling my eyes about high heels, getting into nasty fights and/or becoming unemployable due to refusal to do the skirts-nylons-and-heels routine, wouldn’t do makeup… I guess the question is whether I’d think the grass looked greener on the male side of the fence (if we pretend I had no experience to draw upon) or if despite such things I decided I had by far the better half of the deal.
I think to a lot of women, the life and way-of-being-in-the-world of men looks honest and straightforward and down-to-earth, no-bullshit, if somewhat harsh and uncushioned. I don’t know the extent to which they realize how much of the harshness is deliberate, perpetually re-chosen and/or imposed on one by other men, and that the whole peculiar worship-of-harshness thing constitutes sufficient bullshit to make up for lack of indirect insinuendos.
I don’t understand why women get mad at men because men are not women, don’t notice the things that only women think are important, don’t talk like women, and don’t in general act like women.