women are strange!

[HertzvanRental]

@gavroche @theclaud: men are from Mars, women are from Venus ...
The book and the assumptions behind it are a heap of bull manure, I know.
Still, we are different. Embrace it

It's actually quite nice!!

 

[Bazzer]

As they going to Rio next year!

<Looks over shoulder> I wish. Would give me a quiet couple of weeks.

 

[stephec]

It's even better to have a man who says nothing, because most of the time they can't get a word in edgeways.

This is more like it.

 

[theclaud]

It's called Tea? actually.

Ooooh! Get her!

 

[swee'pea99]

You may have a point there as she is always saying that I don't listen.

Standard exchange between me & 'er indores:

Her: But I told you.
Me: Sure.... but I wasn't paying attention.

 

[deptfordmarmoset]

A wise man. Mmm, now that is a novel idea.

There are good reasons for not getting involved in this thread, or so a wise man told me.

 

[ayceejay]

Mine talks on the telephone to her sister it goes on for forty five minutes -
Me: so how is your sister then
Her: fine, why do you ask?
Now see I am already caught in a trap as I am obviously interested in how her sister is, which is why I asked
so why the short answer followed by a question?
Me: (cowardly) Oh nothing really.

One week later -
Her: do you want to come and visit my sister this week end
Me: no I have a ride planned
Her: so selfish you are not interested in my family at all are you
Me: have you seen my other sock, the one that matches this one (taking a cold one from the fridge)
Now I get the content of the phone call and why she wants to visit her sister and how I don't care
and how I think more about that bloody bike than her family for forty five minutes.

 

[winjim]

9.00am, shall I elaborate? silly me, I can't, I am just a man.

All the required information is contained in merely the first digit of your above quoted response.

 

[theclaud]

Me: have you seen my other sock, the one that matches this one (taking a cold one from the fridge)

You keep your socks in the fridge?

 

[deptfordmarmoset]

Mine talks on the telephone to her sister it goes on for forty five minutes -
Me: so how is your sister then
Her: fine, why do you ask?
Now see I am already caught in a trap as I am obviously interested in how her sister is, which is why I asked
so why the short answer followed by a question?
Me: (cowardly) Oh nothing really.

One week later -
Her: do you want to come and visit my sister this week end
Me: no I have a ride planned
Her: so selfish you are not interested in my family at all are you
Me: have you seen my other sock, the one that matches this one (taking a cold one from the fridge)
Now I get the content of the phone call and why she wants to visit her sister and how I don't care
and how I think more about that bloody bike than her family for forty five minutes.

I wish my lost socks turned up in the fridge - I'd at least have a chance of finding a pair.

 

[Fnaar]

If Mrs Fnaar says she is going to phone a friend/her sister/whoever, I know I have time to go out for a decent bike ride
...and catch the end of the conversation on my return

 

[ayceejay]

See - in your rush to be witty you missed my diversionary tactic.
Incidentally a lot of items thought to be disappeared reappear in the fridge which is where the 'cold one' I referred to is kept
but I will say no more because the subtlety of this maneuver will by pass your limited understanding of male/female relations

 

[stephec]

If Mrs Fnaar says she is going to phone a friend/her sister/whoever, I know I have time to go out for a decent bike ride
...and catch the end of the conversation on my return

And still have time to nod at the appropriate moment as the conversation ends without being missed.

Or do they just pretend not to notice we've disappeared for a bit?

 

[vernon]

My wife was horrified by my behaviour when I took phone calls from my mother. I could sense the long calls and would lsy the phone down, make a coffee and return to pick up the 'conversation' with 50% of the participants unaware of my absence.

My son, as a toddler, had a Fisher Price phone and his pretend conversations were modelled on my mother's calls;
"Hello mam"
<>
"Yep"
<long pause>
"OK"
<longer pause>
"Really?"
< even longer pause>
"Yes I'm behaving for Mrs V"
<A life time's pause>
"Ive got to go now"
<pause>
"Bye"

 

[yello]

It's me that's the strange one in this household. My wife is the personification of good sense.

It's me that can never remember where I've put things, never puts them back where they should go. Any job I do, it takes as long to find all the tools I need as it does to do the job itself.

I don't tidy up after myself, never close doors, put clothes away, wash my cup after I've had a tea. I misplace the car keys, forget it's rubbish day, can never remember names or birthdays.

Or so I'm told.