Is It Me?

Girls talk and don’t say anything.  They gush over every little thing but hardly ever share their opinions. I’m a so-called straight shooter. No frills. What you see is what you get. If I think something is ugly, I’ll tell you when you ask. If I think you’re being a certain way, good or bad, I’ll let you know. And I’ll be clear about it. I quite strongly believe in communication and in information. I don’t like secrets and I stay away from deception. Now I’m just waiting for my female peers to catch up.

I mean really. Ladies tell me what’s so difficult about saying “I have a problem with that.” Or “No, I disagree.” Or “I don’t like this.” I prefer that to “I didn’t like that and I didn’t want to tell you. So I just stayed quiet and I hoped it would go away.” Know what? That’s dumb. It’s not considerate, it’s deceptive. It’s not polite, it’s selfish.

Lying about (or hiding) feelings is probably the dumbest thing girls do. It’s not just young girls either. In fact I don’t think girls think deception is a good idea until they’re teens. Wives do it, mothers do it and supposed best friends do it. I’m tired of it being done to me. If I do something you don’t like, I encourage you to tell me. I won’t guarantee my behavior will change right away but you should at least allow me a chance to work on it.

I’ve absolutely had it. When I do something my parents don’t like, they both say: “Danie, I don’t like that.” That’s how I was brought up and that’s what I do. So it’s also what I expect. I think it’s the simplest way about it. And as I get older (I’m almost 25 you know) I find I am running out of patience for people who claim to love me but don’t feel comfortable talking to me.

Harrumph.