Why Women Wednesday
Today is no holiday, but it's Wednesday. Yay!!!! I have no cutesy intro today, so I'll just delve right into my question... Why, Women, do we get so upset when someone is mad at us or doesn't like us? Why do we care so much about being liked? I mean, guys just seem to have this, "They'll be alright.... They'll get over it...", but Women, we flip out. We rally supporters to hear our version. We talk about it nonstop to family, friends, and lovers. We make sure to know who's our "ally" and who's the real "axis" power. We set up sting operations that involve a 3rd party (spy) to engage the enemy in a conversation about us. We want to talk and talk and talk and talk it out. Women, why not just say, "If you hate me then Fuck You!", and join the rest of the bad Girls?
At this very moment, I'm sure there are plenty of people that can't stand me. Kudos! Only I have no desire to work these things out; they'll just go away on their own. I don't think I would ever have a peaceful moment in life if I worried about what everyone else thought of me. Won't the opinion of the masses constantly change anyway? Ugh! Dump it.
Women, why are you talking your man's ear off (or your lady's, if you swing that way) about some chick, whom you hate also, hating you? If you both hate each other, then where is the harm? Women, why do you care so much about being liked? Why do you care what others think? Why, oh why Women, do you try so very hard to be nice with very little reward? Just... Why bother?
Truly,
Not~So~Cosmo