Witsy

When witty meets ditsy. It is a phrase coined by my once and future ex-husband to describe the brilliance I will display one second, and the utter stupidity the next. In an attempt to join wit with dits, I bring you Witsy. I would like to hear similar experiences, answer questions, and hopefully learn from and educate others without feeling like a moron about it. I ask everyone to join me in an attempt to brighten up the world, one beautiful mind at a time. Welcome to Witsy.

Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Why Women Wednesday

Witizens,

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

1 Comments:

  • At 6:56 AM, Blogger Will Work For Shoes said…

    That's a pretty good question that took some consideration. For the most part, I don't care what people think about me, especially people who don't even know me. But when someone that I thought I was cool with, all of a sudden has beef with me, that does bother me. After 26 years, I've found that I'm one of those people you either love or hate. There really is no in between. A few people from the "hate" side have switched over to "love." Only 1 person that I can think of switched from "love" to "hate" and I still have no idea why. And it will probably always bother me and I will probably always bring it up randomly to my man for the rest of our happy married lives. He knew what he signed up for.

     

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