Never could figure out why girls keep complaining that their men are far too complex to understand.
Let me reiterate : men are simple creatures with simple needs and wants. Even their relationships aren't all that complex. If a man heartily dislikes you, the reasons are undoubtedly simple and straightforward. Basically he thinks you're an ass or a prick - probably has already expounded on the various reasons in expansive detail before landing that quick punch on the much-loathed face.
Whereas women are... complicated.
Especially when it comes to their social interactions. Just like today when we greeted the new girl in the hospital, let's call her Pretty Panacea. Didn't take but two brief unceremonious encounters with the rest of my nurses before they all made their swift uncompromising judgement. Though Panacea might not have noticed it, I could even sense a growing animosity on Miranda Merry's part. All welcoming smiles with hardly any overt hostility but the undercurrents of gathering tension were there.
Though I couldn't fathom the reasons behind it.
Paul : Want to join us for lunch?
Miranda : Who?
Paul : Maybe me and Panacea.
Miranda : With Panacea? Definitely no.
Paul : But why? She was perfectly civil.
Miranda : Yes. But I just don't like her.
Paul : Should I bother asking whether you have any reasons to say so? Her hair? Her face? Her dress? Her disposition?
Miranda : Nope, just don't like her.
Sure Pretty Panacea might seem a little straight-laced and more than a little uptight but that didn't really bother me all that much. Certainly not enough for me to shun her.
Which is more than I can say for Miranda.
Forbore pressing her for any sort of logical justification since it wouldn't be the first time I've seen a reasonably decent girl being made a social pariah for reasons unbeknownst.
Basically common sense, reasoning and rationality doesn't factor in when it comes to the intricate thorny maze of female interrelationships. Even back in high school, I had a friend who was despised by the rest of her female classmates for indefinable causes. On further questioning, all we got for an explanation were stammers, shrugs and sighs from her plainly unforgiving detractors. The original mean girls I would say.
We just don't like her.
Seriously. They don't even know why they dislike her.
Let me reiterate : men are simple creatures with simple needs and wants. Even their relationships aren't all that complex. If a man heartily dislikes you, the reasons are undoubtedly simple and straightforward. Basically he thinks you're an ass or a prick - probably has already expounded on the various reasons in expansive detail before landing that quick punch on the much-loathed face.
Whereas women are... complicated.
Especially when it comes to their social interactions. Just like today when we greeted the new girl in the hospital, let's call her Pretty Panacea. Didn't take but two brief unceremonious encounters with the rest of my nurses before they all made their swift uncompromising judgement. Though Panacea might not have noticed it, I could even sense a growing animosity on Miranda Merry's part. All welcoming smiles with hardly any overt hostility but the undercurrents of gathering tension were there.
Though I couldn't fathom the reasons behind it.
Paul : Want to join us for lunch?
Miranda : Who?
Paul : Maybe me and Panacea.
Miranda : With Panacea? Definitely no.
Paul : But why? She was perfectly civil.
Miranda : Yes. But I just don't like her.
Paul : Should I bother asking whether you have any reasons to say so? Her hair? Her face? Her dress? Her disposition?
Miranda : Nope, just don't like her.
Sure Pretty Panacea might seem a little straight-laced and more than a little uptight but that didn't really bother me all that much. Certainly not enough for me to shun her.
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| Paul : So you dislike her? No explanations whatsoever? Miranda : None. And I don't dislike her. I just don't like her. Paul : And you keep saying guys are complex! |
Which is more than I can say for Miranda.
Forbore pressing her for any sort of logical justification since it wouldn't be the first time I've seen a reasonably decent girl being made a social pariah for reasons unbeknownst.
Basically common sense, reasoning and rationality doesn't factor in when it comes to the intricate thorny maze of female interrelationships. Even back in high school, I had a friend who was despised by the rest of her female classmates for indefinable causes. On further questioning, all we got for an explanation were stammers, shrugs and sighs from her plainly unforgiving detractors. The original mean girls I would say.
We just don't like her.
Seriously. They don't even know why they dislike her.
2 comments:
Probably they feel threatened by losing out their inner diva xD
YOu could be right, alex. Though I don't see exactly how that could happen.
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