Remind me again, what do women want?

Good lordess I almost went on a rant.

Anyway, could I get a list of the things you ladies are looking for in a relationship or from your SO? I had a list, but I lost it a while back. If you could make it somewhat comprehensive I’ll tell you why we’re incompatible.

Heh heh heh, this thread was right above the Half Naked Teenage Girls thread!!!

I’ve always looked for someone with whom I could be good friends.

Hmmmm, lessee:

Foot Rubs
Someone to deal with dead and scary things in my house
A good cook.

Yep. About sums it up. :stuck_out_tongue:

Things I look for:
Kindness
Gentleness
Helpfulness
Open mindedness
Intelligence
Friendliness
Supportiveness
Strong moral character
Strong sense of self-worth (not necessarily a cocky guy, just someone who doesn’t constantly need the reassurance of his buddies. Someone who can appreciate what he’s got whether or not his buddies approve of it.)
I want someone who - listens to me, shares his life with me, cares about me, loves and respects me. I want someone who treats me as good as, if not better than I treat him.

I want someone who will never hit me, lie to me, cheat on me, or steal from me.

I want someone who values me and our relationship more than damn near everything else. I want someone who will think of me before he does something incredibly stupid, (like have sex with a hooker at a bachelor party or sleep with some random chick because they were drunk, bored or some other nonsense) and realize that 10 or 20 minutes of meaningless sex are not worth losing me over.

I want a lover, a friend, and a confidant. Someone to share my life with, grow old together with. Someone to father my children, not because the condom broke, but because he loves me so much that creating a new life together is just another way to express that love. I want someone who is genuinely happy to see me when we’ve been apart. Someone who thinks of me and smiles. Someone who misses me when I’m not there and lets me know how glad he is that I’m back. Someone who can’t get enough of me. I want to fall in love with someone who loves me as much as I love him. And… I want him to be genuine and honest.

Is that too much to ask for?

You’re all a bunch of wimmenlyers!

You know you all want a long session of Ender lovin where I shove my pee pee into your chimichanga. Don’t deny it.

Diamonds are a girls best friend…

But really we just want you to make us feel special, appreciate us and love us as much as we love you. Oh! and to open up pickle jars and squish bugs. That too.

Isn’t the classic line when someone a woman dumps a guy, “Let’s just be friends”? In addition to friendship, what qualities are you looking for.

Not a woman just a casual observer.

Remind me again, what do women want?
Everything.
BTW auntie em, I do that and SO much more. Plus I even know the words to Rat Butts.

You mean things like the past men who didn’t meet your standards?

I have a few of those in my garden!

Yes, they make excellent fertilizer, no?

Start singin’, Buddy, you might have yourself a deal. :wink:

You know, inertia, the more I think about this, the more I think you might make more headway asking what we DON’T want. You might get more comprehensive lists, and not lists of vague qualities like “Kindness” and “Generosity”.

For example, I can tell you that I DO NOT want anyone who

Hits me
Burps in my mouth for fun
Tries to saw off my toes while I’m sleeping
Felches anything
Kills people
Wants to serve Boiled Goat Suprise at our wedding…

However, as to what I DO want… well…

I figure I’ll know it when I see it…

This thread caught my interest just enough for me to brave the new boards and post something…

What do women want?
A contradiction.
A shoulder to cry on when things get tough, a man that can put his arms around you and know just the right things to say to make you feel better, someone in whose arms you could fall asleep and feel completely protected from the world. Someone I can talk to for countless hours on the phone and never run out of things to say. A guy who cried when Bambi’s mother died, or when Simba lost Mufasa, who can watch chick flicks and musicals with you without falling asleep, who might actually enjoy them enough to learn the songs. A guy to take to the beach and watch the sunset, who is patient enough to follow after me and help me when I go searching for pretty rocks and bits of seashells. A man that I could picture as the father of my children, not just as the financial support of the family but as the man that my kids can look up to and love, the one into whose arms they’d run yelling, “Daddy! I missed you!” the moment he walks in the door after work. He’d have to be caring, and loving of course, open minded, intelligent, have a mind of his own, and just love me faithfully and unconditionally.
However, we don’t want a total cream puff. Like it’s been mentioned before, someone to deal with the dead things and the scary bugs around the house. Someone to open pickle jars. A guy that you feel safe around not just for all the other reasons but because he’d actually step up to protect you in case anything happened. A guy that can make me laugh, that will tickle me until I’m begging him to stop it and then just kiss me until I’m begging him for more. And I’m not saying that sex should be the basis of any real relationship but really great sex wouldn’t hurt.

Kitty

It’s quite a lot to ask for and IMO it crosses the line into idealistically unrealistic especially the bit about “someone who can’t get enough of me.” I don’t know if you’re in a relationship at this point, but I hope you’ll realize that while it’s a wonderful thing when two people can come together and form a single, solid relationship, there ARE still two people with their own needs. This seems to me to be ignored quite often (by men and women) and it is assumed that this wonderful relationship, on its own merit, will be enough to sustain two people for the rest of their lives. Wrong answer.

All that bit about non-abusive, not sleeping with prostitutes etc. should really go without saying for the most part (some couples are ok with some of it), but it’s not an uncommon anecdote that when peeps get hooked up they disappear from any prior social circles. That’s just wrong IMO.

To add anecdote to anecdote, there’s a woman here where I work who never goes out to eat with a group if there are any men present. She goes out to eat (not a lot, but occasionally) with the other women in the office. It is my firm belief that either she feels guilty interacting socially with other men or that her husband has requested that she not do so. Or the third possibility is that she just doesn’t like any of us :frowning: but I don’t think that’s it because we all get along famously while still here in the office. Unfortunately, it would not be appropriate for me to ask her.

Ignoring the gold-digging comment . . .

Why are there any expectations that a man is going to be opening jars or squishing things? Is all I have to do to attract a woman is open jars? I should work for Vlassic. Not.

Who squishes your bugs now? You? Nobody? Why can’t people continue to squish their own bugs or just let 'em alone? I’ve got my own bugs to squish (or not) and I’ve got my own life and hobbies that I don’t really care to throw away for the opportunity to deal with someone else’s problems. Particularly when those problems are as insignificant as bug squishing. That’s not to say I’d expect someone to be problem free, but the further fabrication of non-issues is highly discouraged.

I’m just happy to know that on those days that I just want to curl up into a ball and hide, she’s always there to tell me that everything’s going to be okay. And I believe her.

As far as some of the other stuff you guys posted. . .

Cripes. Can you say, “High maintenance?”

To be regarded as an individual rather than a generic “woman”.

What a girl wants…somebody crazysexycoollikeyou

Seriously, all women want is a tall, dark, handsome guy with a sports car, huge wallet, abs and buns of steel, sensitivity, intelligence, charm, wit, a beach house, a cabin in the mountains,
and a great big c*ck.
What’s the big mystery?
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