Yesterday I picked up Ali's valentine's day presents from a Mom's and Pop's Joint downtown. They giftwrap, and I appreciate that.
So while I was waiting, the ladies were talking about getting flowers. One of them was particularly disgruntled and doubtful that she'd receive any from her husband. The other suggested that she call him and thank him for the wonderful flowers, but mention that it was weird that the card didn't come with it.
She asked me if that was a good idea, and I thought of the commercial that the girl jams her glass into the front of the refridgerator saying, 'honey, something's wrong with the ice maker.'
So I said, "No, not the best. What did you do for him?"
And much to my surprise, she skoffed and said, "I'M A WOMAN."
I had to smile.
What do you say to that? I thought about how he probably thinks HE'S A MAN and should simply exist to watch football and drink beer.
But I thought better of saying that.
I simply said, "Well, I hope that approach works out for you."
How 'bout them gender roles?
I mean, how presumptuous? It's got me reeling.
So here's my rant:
::Lady, how can you expect to get if you don't give? Does being a woman preclude you from showing love, but demand that you receive it? How's that working for you? Are you happy with that? Because I'm SURE he reciprocates your thoughts about double standards, and his actions are in accordance with his thinking about what a man is supposed to do. He thinks and email is enough, and it's your fault!::
I left there happy, thinking I was glad I wasn't married to her.
Thursday, February 15, 2007
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