There has
always been a dialogue about the difference between men and women (Women are from Venus, men are from Mars – or
Uranus if you prefer.)
The
politically correct answer is that there is no difference in boys and
girls. Only that boys and girls are
nurtured differently.
But anybody who
has ever worked with kindergarten children knows that is bullshit. For the most
part, men’s and women’s brains are wired differently from the very beginning.
Men
compartmentalize their brains – we are good at doing one thing at a time. Women tend to multitask.
My wife will
tell me to carry the garbage out, and she will add ‘while you are at it, take
out the recyclable bottles and put a new trash bag in the garbage can.' (I have to be told each step because I can’t
see the connections.)
I will say
‘OK.’ And then I will take out the
garbage, then I will come back in and take out the recyclable bottles, then I
will come back in and put a new bag in the garbage can.
This drives
her nutz. Why don’t I just juggle it all at once like
she said and save the trips – and while I am at it clean out the mud room?
Because I am
not wired that way.
Our bathroom
is directly off our living room. She
will begin vacuuming in the living room and then stop and clean out the sink in
the bathroom, clean the toilet, replace the toilet paper, refold the towels –
then continue vacuuming, but stop and dust the bookshelves and the TV… and two
hours later she is frustrated because she still hasn't finished vacuuming. She cannot do one thing at a time because
her brain constantly multitask – that is the way she is wired.
Now if I am
vacuuming and the sink is dirty; that sink is going to stay dirty until I
finish vacuuming and then I will clean it – if I remember it.
Anyone that
is married knows there are many differences in men and women:
that is why women can relate to other women… and men can relate to men – but men and women can’t relate – only understand.
that is why women can relate to other women… and men can relate to men – but men and women can’t relate – only understand.
The
Ol’Buzzard
