There is infinite evidence that goes way way WAY back in time, stacking up the physical, social, emotional and mental differences between men and women. You know; that whole hunters and gatherers theory and then there’s protectors and nurturers, etc., etc. And today, although we may occasionally act alike, dress alike, talk alike, eat alike, exercise alike and work alike, the fact remains that we do not think alike.
I read a terrific book a few years ago called “Men are like Waffles -- Women are like Spaghetti”. The basic premise is that men have the ability to compartmentalize their thoughts like the little squares in waffles and women “noodle” their thoughts together like . . . well noodles. Everything is connected for us. At least we feel it should be.
For example, I may have a conversation with my hypothetical boyfriend (let’s call him Hugh Jackman) that goes something like, “I went to lunch with some friends today and I saw a Mustang in the restaurant parking lot just like the one you used to drive in college, only it was this really cool blue color. One of my friends told me she saw a great dress in a store window that was the same color and I thought that it would be great to stop by and see it after lunch because I needed a new dress for your company party tomorrow night because nothing in my closet fits me and I’m so bored with my wardrobe. So I did and I bought it and what do you think? Does it make me look fat?”
He hesitates, of course, which sends us into a huge argument on my assumption that his hesitation means he really does think I’m fat and is too slow-thinking to cover it up and answer me right away! While in reality, he’s just thinking about the awesome Mustang he had in college and wishes he still had it. He’s in his “waffle square”. And I have managed to connect everything from the color of a car to a company party to needing a new dress to looking fat to having an ungrateful insensitive jerk for a boyfriend. The good news is that he’s Hugh Jackman and I’m only mad for like 10 seconds.
Anyway . . . men are amazingly talented at compartmentalizing their thoughts along with their activity at hand. For example, NEVER attempt to talk about your relationship when he’s in the garage trying to fix the car. He’s fixing his car. And guess what? When you gaze lovingly at your husband as you drive down the highway on your it’s-been-a-long-time-coming getaway weekend and he has a blank look on his face and you ask him what he’s thinking about and he says, “nothing”, he means it. He’s really thinking about NOTHING. I’m not judging. I’m truly jealous. It’s actually possible to think about nothing . . . for him . . . not for you and not for me, because we think like a girl.
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