I just saw something on Facebook that made me upset and I thought I’d blog about it. One of my friends became a fan of something and there was something on the page complaining about how boys were clueless.
Can we just stop ripping on boys? Please! They’re not clueless. I mean, seriously. Just because their reasons for doing things don’t match ours and just because they can’t read our minds does not mean they have no idea what’s going on. And we girls can sit and say, “Well, it’s not necessarily that hard to figure us out.” Well, in case you still think that, let me tell you: WE ARE. My brother has asked me tons of questions to which my initial response is, “Wow, stupid. How are you missing that?”
Well, the only reason I’m not missing it is because I’m a girl.
Whoa there. Big shocker, right? I’m a girl. I’m a little worried about how you might take that. (Please read that last paragraph with heavy sarcasm.)
Girls confuse the heck out of boys, and for some reason we think they’re stupid. Have we forgotten that boys confuse the heck out of us? For all the seemingly stupid questions my brother has asked me, I’ve probably asked as many that seem as stupid to him. I asked him about something the other day and he said, “Well, I think it’s obvious.”
My mental reaction: Obvious to you, maybe, but not to me.
And why was that obvious? Because he’s a guy.
Hold the phone. News flash: my brother is a guy. (Insert more heavy sarcasm.)
But back to the point. I’m tired of girls ripping on guys simply because they don’t do what we want, when we want, how we want, where we want, so on and so forth and I think you get the point. I’m actually glad they don’t. I don’t want guys to do things exactly the way I’d like. I want some surprises. I want a little confusion. Yes, I said it. And I mean it. I’ve always known I have no patience for people who just bend over and do what I want. I’ll even go so far as to say that I have less respect for those who do. Assert yourself, people. Seriously.
I understand at one point or another we like that one cute guy who walks by us in the hallway every day after class or who lives down the street or something. And we want him to show interest. But if he doesn’t, are you really going to be angry about it? As amazing as he is, I bet your future husband is more amazing.
We girls tend to want to rush things. Well, stop. God has things under control. I promise.
So can we just stop complaining about the male method of going about things and start looking for ways to build them up instead? Because I think that would go a long way in making ourselves happier and them stronger, better, and godlier men.