I once fell out with a good friend of mine because I called her stupid. That’s it, stupid. I found it somewhat ridiculous that anyone would be upset by such a word, which is used very loosely. I was baffled and resorted to the usual “such is a woman’s heightened level of sensitivity” attitude, but I believe that it was more than just the word that annoyed her.
It was I perhaps, and the word stupid, which I uttered carelessly as I often do, was used as a mechanism to “instigate” a squabble. I couldn’t understand it and dismissed it at the time as something insignificant, but later I tried hard to figure out why and how it came to such a situation after several years of friendship and couldn’t. All I was left with was that I believed it to be an intense emotional need for drama – nothing else. It has happened on several occasions after that too, quarrelling about trivial things such as “why didn’t you return my calls?” “Your just like every other man”, and so on and so forth. This led me to question, are women in constant need for such drama in their lives, or am I misjudging things here?
To be honest I do not worry my mind trying to figure out why women do certain things at times, because I believe would be of no benefit to me and to them. Many times, though, I tried to offer advice to several female friends of mine who at the time sought it, and in most cases all I could do was have some sort of sympathy towards them but nothing more. How could you empathize with someone when you don’t understand their problems and are not au fait with their habits. And then they become upset and say ridiculous things such as “You don’t care do you?” I even sometimes think that women perceive things somewhat differently than they originally see them and even process them in another way in their minds.
Probably they are not even looking for any advice but merely need someone to share their melancholic tales with, or perhaps they just feel obliged to get the weight off their chest, or maybe they don’t even need to solve the problem but need to experience it once again by invoking it, I don’t know! Though I do show sympathy to their feelings, and reassure them, I cannot say I understand them, nor am I trying to. But I love observing them. It always gives me great pleasure to see how they react to different situations. I often utter ridiculous words myself at times and come up with absurd theories as to why women behave this way – just to see how they react! Priceless pleasure, I say
On a lighter note, a joke I read somewhere stated “there was only one man who finally understood women, but he died laughing before he could tell anyone” ;)