One of my fonder academic memories from college involved a psych class: One day the professor had us all (this was a bigger class, maybe a hundred students) get up and stand on opposite sides of the room. Girls on one side, boys on the other. Just like a middle school dance.
Then she told us that this was our chance to ask a question of the opposite sex. It was … enlightening. I don’t remember all of it, but the one that sticks out to this day was a guy who asked the girls: “Do you EVER poop?” He went on to say that he had been on a week-long vacation with his girlfriend “and she NEVER pooped! Ever!” And the ladies all chimed in to explain that, yes, his gal no doubt did indeed poop. She just held it, and got up in the middle of the night to do it, so he wouldn’t hear. (Duh. )
So, Dopers: what have you always wanted to ask? (Bonus points to Dopers who answer the others on behalf of their own gender.)
I’ll start. Guys? When sleeping on your backs, why do you *always *sleep with one hand cupping your own junk? Is this how morning wood gets started?
Most women I know don’t go to the bathroom in herds.
Boys, can you multitask? My husband once told me that the reason he never cooks is because he doesn’t feel like he can watch our son and make a meal at the same time is because men are incapable of multitasking. Is that true?
I can’t answer for my entire gender, only myself. Yes, I believe I can. I’ll often start something in the kitchen then go look up something on my computer, or watch a little TV, or clean something. But I’m not as good as it as my ex, who could multitask far more than I. She’d cook, clean, parent two kids, parent two pets, and carry on a phone conversation all at the same time. I don’t know if that’s because of what she has between her legs or because for the last 16 years she’s had no other choice.
Because guys (and some gals) are so grossed out by bodily functions when they come from gals. I actually had a person (male) break up with me because I belched in public. Sometimes you just can’t help it. So we get embarrassed because it’s not “ladylike” behavior, and people look at you, comment at you, etc. And because Mom said “don’t do that!”
It might have been a coincidence, but more likely the appearance of the check signaled that it was nearly time to go, which meant it was time to go to the bathroom, take care of any biological needs, and freshen up their make-up. I usually do the same before leaving a restaurant, and pretty much always do it if I’m not going straight home after.
I was wondering about that. You just confirmed my suspicions.
I’m not grossed out by bodily functions. On the other hand, my husband looks at me like I grew another head whenever I admit to having them or when he hears evidence. I can’t imagine waiting until he went to sleep to poop or something, but I certainly never tell him what I’m up to in the bathroom.