Why? Women? Wednesday?
Witizens:
I will get to the point as quickly as possible, due to the nature of today's inquiry. Why, Women, do we ask so many questions? Wait... let that irony sink in a minute... Okay, and I'll proceed. I am guilty of asking too many questions, obviously, but I'm not a fan of how women ask questions. What I mean is, it takes the average girl at least five questions just to find out what her boyfriend's doing on his birthday. It seems like the questions start small and then build up to the main question (the point) of all those questions. Women, why not just ask exactly what you want to know outright? Why include questions that you already know the answer to? Why are you questioning the poor guy like you're Matlock or Perry Mason?
I remember a certain gentleman told me, "I'm done being interrogated", and it was my wake-up call that I was badgering the witness. After that, I tried to ask questions only when I didn't understand something as opposed to being curious (nosy), or asking questions to affirm what I already knew. It cut down on my questions by 90%. I know when we women like someone, we want to know everything about them. However, pace yourself and let the poor fellow breathe. Asking questions is a great way to learn things, but so is just being observant and listening. It seems we women are more interested in what is being withheld, as opposed to what is being shared. It is possible that a person would like to retain a small part of themselves and keep it to themselves. It is also possible to love someone without knowing the very intricate inner workings of their minds. There is one particular question that women ask, and I absolutely loathe: "What are you thinking?". Please try to avoid asking that fucking question, no matter how tempted you feel, especially if you are hoping for an answer similar to "You... I was thinking about you". Just don't do it. If it makes you feel any better, just assume he's always thinking about you, and carry on. Why, women, do you want to get in their heads and know all the things that aren't being shared?
I also recall one morning that I was typing to three different men on AOL (all friends, of course). They all told me that I was really lucid, clear, and dead-on with everything I said for some reason. After I heard it from each one of them, I realized I hadn't asked one question. It was all just statements, listening, and responding to what was being said. They loved that shit. So did I, to be honest. I wasn't aware I was doing anything special until they pointed it out, but the conversations were going delightfully smooth for me too. In the philosophy of Morpheus, I didn't think so much, I knew so much.
Truly,
Not~So~Cosmo
I will get to the point as quickly as possible, due to the nature of today's inquiry. Why, Women, do we ask so many questions? Wait... let that irony sink in a minute... Okay, and I'll proceed. I am guilty of asking too many questions, obviously, but I'm not a fan of how women ask questions. What I mean is, it takes the average girl at least five questions just to find out what her boyfriend's doing on his birthday. It seems like the questions start small and then build up to the main question (the point) of all those questions. Women, why not just ask exactly what you want to know outright? Why include questions that you already know the answer to? Why are you questioning the poor guy like you're Matlock or Perry Mason?
I remember a certain gentleman told me, "I'm done being interrogated", and it was my wake-up call that I was badgering the witness. After that, I tried to ask questions only when I didn't understand something as opposed to being curious (nosy), or asking questions to affirm what I already knew. It cut down on my questions by 90%. I know when we women like someone, we want to know everything about them. However, pace yourself and let the poor fellow breathe. Asking questions is a great way to learn things, but so is just being observant and listening. It seems we women are more interested in what is being withheld, as opposed to what is being shared. It is possible that a person would like to retain a small part of themselves and keep it to themselves. It is also possible to love someone without knowing the very intricate inner workings of their minds. There is one particular question that women ask, and I absolutely loathe: "What are you thinking?". Please try to avoid asking that fucking question, no matter how tempted you feel, especially if you are hoping for an answer similar to "You... I was thinking about you". Just don't do it. If it makes you feel any better, just assume he's always thinking about you, and carry on. Why, women, do you want to get in their heads and know all the things that aren't being shared?
I also recall one morning that I was typing to three different men on AOL (all friends, of course). They all told me that I was really lucid, clear, and dead-on with everything I said for some reason. After I heard it from each one of them, I realized I hadn't asked one question. It was all just statements, listening, and responding to what was being said. They loved that shit. So did I, to be honest. I wasn't aware I was doing anything special until they pointed it out, but the conversations were going delightfully smooth for me too. In the philosophy of Morpheus, I didn't think so much, I knew so much.
Truly,
Not~So~Cosmo
posted by Not So Cosmo @ 7:42 AM
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