What the Fuck is Wrong with Women?
Seriously. Does anybody have an answer? If the last few days are anything to go by, I certainly don’t.
A friend of mine is planning some large scale changes to her life. A great opportunity has come up and she is rightfully excited about it. But since when is that a cue for good friends like me to stop being friends and suddenly turn into Yes Men?
I obviously missed that memo from the Sisterhood….
This started a couple of months back. Being good friends, she told me what was going on and asked for my input. I’ve known her for many a year and I know that she has a tendency to get a little too excited about things a little to quickly and thus gets carried away – more so than others.
I say that because we have all been there. We’ve gotten a piece of good news which is something we have so desperately wanted – the dream house at a bargain price, in my friend's case it is the insider info on the ideal job opening including all relocation expenses to the city/state/country you’ve always wanted, the hot guy/girl you’ve wanted to ask out for ages suddenly reciprocating (my most recent misadventure with deluding yourself that something is definitely going to happen) – but none of that means anything is going to actually come of it.
I’ve been there myself. You tell yourself you are not going to get too excited over this, that you are going to keep a level head, not go too far with it and not do anything stupid until it is 100% certain that you have the house/job/guy/girl etc.
But of course you sometimes don’t listen to yourself – and a little voice deep down tells you that, but you push it aside and carry on with getting carried away – like going out and buying stuff for your new house, writing your resignation letter, looking for houses/sporting clubs/gyms in the new city/state/country, even logging on to dating sites for the new city/state/country, buying a new wardrobe – ALL BEFORE ACTUALLY GETTING THE WORD THAT WHAT YOU ARE BANKING ON HAPPENING IS ACTUALLY GOING TO HAPPEN!
This is where you need a true friend to step in and say “Now hold on. You are being stupid about this.”
Now this friend of mine was running things past me and keeping me in the loop. And I was giving my advice on things. I kept some to myself but it recently got to a point where I could not ignore it any longer.
So I told her straight she is getting too carried away – again. She says that no she isn’t, she is being rather level headed about it and not getting her hopes up. Sorry but putting in the paper work ready to put your house up for sale, selling off some furniture, the aforementioned dating sites, and telling pretty much everyone you are moving (before adding the fact, almost as an afterthought, that you don’t actually have the job yet) is not being level headed about things.
And so I proceeded to go through all the relevant things I mentioned above to illustrate that she is far from being level headed about it. She seemed a bit put out with me so I reiterated that as a friend, my duty is to help her not make mistakes, not to sit by, say yes ma’am, and watch while she sets herself up for what could be a very nasty fall. I hope it all works out how she wishes (and how she deserves) but as a friend, I will point out mistakes when I see them.
I never said to not follow it through or to not give it her best, merely to reassess and step back (such as not looking at selling your fucking house before you’ve got the job and not telling people you are moving – on the condition you get this job.)
I mean, seriously. Is it that hard to see she is carrying on like a child who’s getting a new toy? When she first mentioned it to me, she was level headed about it. She realised it was an opportunity she really wanted, but she also (appeared to at least) fully appreciated that it would be a huge step and there would be much to think about and organise. And now just a couple of months later, she is hitting the dating sites for her new town, selling off furniture she “won’t want in her new place” – nevermind it is being used in her current place, not to mention engaging real estate agents to be ready to sell her house, has written her resignation letter (though claims not to have handed it in, but in light of recent events I’m not sure anymore) – and all before actually getting this new job.
And ok, she cracked the shits when I said that part of this “hostility” (too strong a word but it will do) was because deep down she knew I was right. Deep down she knew she was getting carried away but didn’t want to admit it because she wants the position so badly, but I firmly believe I am right about that.
I hope it all works out for her but if not, then I just hope she realises it and takes stock before it all falls in a heap. So anyway, she’s not talking to me at the moment.
A few days ago a different friend sent me an email saying she wants me to look at something and advise her about it and to get back to her. I call her phone and leave a message. I know a guy she works with is heavily into computers and I wanted his opinion on some hardware and various brands so also tell her I will drop her an email to pass on to him with the info I am after. I proceed to drop an email and wait for her to return my call.
A couple of days later I get a response to that email saying “Hey thanks for getting back to me.”
What the fuck? I return her call and leave a message. I don’t hear back from her, and she never actually told me what she wanted me to look at in the initial email. And now she’s ignoring my calls and emails and not talking to me at the moment either.
Is this another memo I’ve missed? That I’m supposed to be a fucking mind reader and know what she wants? Or am I supposed to keep calling and emailing her to find out what it is she wanted with me initially?
Then of course there are the women inside the family – all much the same of late with the possible exception of one aunt of mine. All her sisters seem to be going mental lately. I am not really surprised we have become closer of late – I think it stems from us just standing back and looking at the others in the family and thinking “How the fuck am I related to any of them?” as they all have their meltdowns.
Granted I have had nothing to do with any of the family head cases (of course that may not stop any of them blaming me in some bizarre way) but still they go mental - like the aunt believing her dead grandmother is communicating with her, so much so that she will turn down invitations to various activities and parties because “She told me something bad will happen on the way there if I go” but of course nothing ever does.
There are a great many more tales of the various female family members and other friends’ meltdowns that all seem to have happened in the last few months that I could regale you with, but this has dragged on long enough, and all of them are just as fucking incomprehensible as each other.
So if you think you’ve got the answer, by all means let’s hear it.
Is it just more or do more and more women seem to be....insane?
© by Tiberius Alatheus 2006