Showing posts with label Women are from Venus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Women are from Venus. Show all posts

Friday, April 3, 2015

MEN’S MENTAL BOXES AND WOMEN’S MULTIVERSE






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. 




The Ol’Buzzard

Thursday, April 2, 2015



MY EMPTY BOX

This morning I was watching TV with my wife and the commercials came on so I went to my empty box.    I was interrupted when my wife broke in and said, ‘I see you are staring at the girl on the Viagra commercial.’   (As a matter of fact, I don’t need Viagra: my wife is plenty sexy and is my Viagra.) 

 I said, ‘huh?  No I’m not.’

I was facing the TV, but I was in my empty box!    She doesn't understand my nothing box.



  the Ol'Buzzard

Monday, May 5, 2014

I GET NO RESPECT


I told my wife that I wanted to buy an air compressor so I could spray paint the house.   She asked me why not just rent one.   I told her that she couldn't understand because men are from Mars and women are from Venus.   She said men are more likely from Uranus. 

I get no respect.





Women just don't seem to know their place.




Why Uranus?
Why would she say that?
the Ol'Buzzard