How true. Second worse is a musician who plays his ass off but misses a lot of rehersals because of booze/drugs. If his girl needed sex that bad he should have passed her around after practice. Break out the cork grease!! 
Most of the REALLY whipped guys I know love it anyway. Finally, they have someone to tell them what to do, think and say. At long last they have finally married their mothers. :rolleyes:
Oh, and I thought we were talking figurative whippings. My bad. :rolleyes:
Og Damn, this pisses me off! I’ll be over at a friend’s house and his girlfriend will decide to cook something for the both of us (Og bless her), and ask me 7 million questions about every damn detail of the food item. I don’t CARE! If you’re going to cook something, just DO it! “I don’t care” means “STOP FUCKING ASKING ME!”
A friend of mine is married to a woman who used to be pretty cool, but really turned controlling after they were married. We all look back on one day as the day we should have seen it coming: a basketball game on a very hot summer day. My friend’s wife (at that time, fiance) pulled up in his car to pick him up, and got out of the car to come fetch him. He was already sitting out at that point, due to pain from a chronic knee injury. He limped with her over to the car, obviously tired and in pain, and sat down, with obviously great relief, in the driver’s seat. The fiance stopped at the passenger-side door, with an obvious “WTF?” look on her face. My friend had to get out, limp around the car, and open the car door for her - because that’s what gentlemen do.
It’s not just men - I do it too. Well, it is one of many reasons that I say I don’t count as a ‘lady’. It drives my sister and mom nuts. And you get me and dad who don’t care where we eat and mom and my sister who are for some reason insistent that WE decide. We don’t care! Just pick someplace!
Just about every married guy I know is “whipped”, and I’m not kidding.
Every married guy I know at work has a cellphone (also known as the “electronic ball and chain”) clipped to his belt, and takes 5 or 6 calls during a normal workday from his wife.
And the calls are so ridiculous!
“Yes, honey, I don’t know why “Fluffy” isn’t eating, but I’ll be home in 6 hours and we’ll work it out.”
The car is running hot, the dryer buzzer won’t sound, the carpet cleaner didn’t show up, etc. All problems someone with half a brain could solve on their own, but they feel the need to involve hubby.
And I think it’s mainly for attention, with a little bit of passive-aggression thrown in.
I’ve known many of these guys for 20 years, before they were married.
Before marriage:
-sporty car
-motorcycle
-several girlfriends
-Time to watch an entire football game.
After marriage:
-dumpy van or SUV
-motorcycle gone (women seem to be attracted to motorcycles until their husband has one)
-fat wife
-No football. Home Depot on weekends, followed by endless home improvement projects.
Uhh… never mind.
I have never called my husband at work, ever. Not once the entire time we’ve been together. And he can’t call me because I have no phone in my room and my cell is always turned off. We could call each other’s offices in an emergency and have each other paged, though someone’s arm better be severed or something. But I know a guy whose GF called him damn near every day during our lunch break “just to say hi.” That would drive me nuts. I’d think bodysnatchers had replaced my husband with Folger’s crystals.
But then again, I’m pretty much a lone wolf, so all that perpetual togetherness crap seems weird to me.
Is this after marriage or after marriage, moving in together and having kids? I imagine a van or SUV would be better to cart them to soccer practice. A bit more convenient than a motorcycle (safer, too? Not sure of the stats). Pregnant women tend to get fat, and couples tend to gain weight together. And I don’t think everyone’s able to move into a pre-fab house that they love, no improvement needed (especially if there’s a baby on the way).
You also never know what someone is “getting” in return for whatever negatives they are putting up with–and I don’t just mean the obvious, either. We all have dealbreakers, and some people have very strange deal breakers, and because they know those are strange and unusual things, if they find someone who tolerates those particular issues, they may be flexable on things that other people would consider intolerable.
I can see how my relationship might appear “unbalenced” to an outside observer. What’s interesting is that in different contexts people might think that the balence favors either of us.
I’m still surprised when my husband asks me if it’s ok for him to take off to upstate New York with a buddy for snowmobiling for the weekend, or to go camping with his Dad in Pennsylvania. Sometimes he takes one of our boys; sometimes it’s just a guys’ weekend.
Of course it’s ok! I appreciate that he lets me know, just in case there’s some other commitment that we have that weekend, but I don’t control his activities. I don’t care if he wants to go to the strip club with his buddies. I don’t care if he wants to go for a steak with his best friend (unless I’ve just spent 6 hours in the kitchen, making his favorite meal. If that’s the case, he better be home for dinner.) He needs a life. So do I.
This whole “whipped” concept is about nothing other than control. It goes both ways, and some men control women, and some women control men. It’s infantile, either way.
I think the women on this board think that women are a lot more reasonable and rational than they really are. What leverage do you think the guy has? Withholding sex? Threaten a divorce where he loses half his shit? I suppose they could call a work stoppage on all further home improvements.
I’m with Zambini57. 5 to 6 calls a day during work is bullshit. Me and some of my coworkers were out tonight having a couple beers and this one guy gets a call from his wife. All of a sudden, he has to run out like he’s caught violating parole. How about “I’m out with people and I’ll be home in an hour”?
5-6 calls at work IS bullshit. But it takes two to tango.
Then he’s not the whipped one in the band, but I bet there is one in his band that is whipped.
There seems to be much more an undercurrent of misandry on this board than misogyny. I suspect some of the people on this board spend far too much of their time at feministing when it could be better spent in the real world.
He goes… in. To his modem. He’s with friends, just in a way that allows him to be with friends while in his underoos (assuming he’s the type who likes to game in his underoos).
Feminism is very much about the real world, just like environmentalism, social conservatism, agnosticism, and what-have-you.
And who says I’m a misandrist? I’m a man myself, fercrissakes.
No, among guys the word “whipped” means that they guy is being spineless and we’re blaming the guy for not standing up to what we think are unreasonable demands. If you’re 23, then unreasonable demands means even kind requests to not drink until 4 am for 65 days straight are unreasonable, but YMMV.
The problem is that it takes two to tango, as you show in your post.
Guys or girls that are spineless toward their partners lose attractiveness to normal people. It’s only the control freaks who stick around, and then the term “whipped” is appropriate because the two of them are playing mind games.
Guys don’t use “whipped” to mean that it’s the girlfriend or wife’s fault. It’s a code word only guys use, which may be why you’re confused. What we really are saying is: “Gosh, Jim, we can’t help but notice that your wife seems to have boundary issues and we’re concerned that you don’t seem to be dealing well with it. She’s ordering you to do things which normal adults should be able to make independent decisions on and she’s emotionally blackmailing you by threatening to withhold sex until you comply with her juvenile games. Perhaps she’s overly controlling and should address this with therapy, which may be a good idea for you as well, since you always are winding up with bitchy women. Do you think that it’s because your mother used to threat you like that and you’ve never worked through all of your issues? We’re here for you, buddy, and we hope that you two can find a good solution. Do you need a hug?”
Instead, it just come out more like: “Whipped!”
I had a friend, who was constantly whipped, first by his first wife, then by his replacement girlfriend and then by his replacement girlfriend for the his replacement girlfriend. She’s a Fucking Petty Little Drama Queen, who I’m sorry I called a bitch.
We used to joke that this friend, who we’ll call “Bobby,” could walk into a room with 100 of the sweetest women in the world, and one bitch, and he’d pick the bitch every time. His first wife would give him “jobs” to do. It was his responsibility to turn off the light at night. Even if he had gone to bed first, she would wake him up to go turn off the light.
After their daughter was born, the wife decided that they weren’t going to have sex until the kid was in first grade. Naturally, she neglects to inform him of the decision, and it was up to him to deal with it. This came out in the divorce mediation talks.
I could tell story after story after story, but I think you can imagine how fucked up it was.
Yes, he’s an underoos gamer - goth forbid he answers the door in 'em! I think he’s more of the lone gamer type, unless he’s chatting and playing at the same time as his mate Joe, who is probably hiding from his psychotic wife.