Hannah
Men who claim they have no control over their behaviour. This is, of course, why we often see men hurling women to the ground and raping them in shopping centres and other public places.
Women who giggle, twirl and twitter whenever a man comes within 10 feet of them.
Women who change their minds or statements after a definitive,
authoritative statement from a male.
Women who give up their studies when they enter a new relationship.
Men who won't let me finish my sentences or opinions. I have two
tactics; gradual but steady increase of volume and continuation of
statement, or restarting the statement every time he pauses until it has
been spoken completely. Sometimes, if I am feeling kind, I explain that
a conversation, as opposed to a monologue, consists of two or more
people contributing to the discussion and that it is not just a matter
of waiting for, or usurping your turn, so as to continue the monologue.
Women who imagine there is some contest between them and myself for
blokes. If I want a bloke & he wants me, no problem. If I want him and
he doesn't want me, equally no problem, why on earth would I want
someone who isn't interested? It's not like there won't be another man
along in a minute, the reproductive urge is, after survival, the next
strongest driving force for our species.
Women and men who worry about someone stealing their boy/girl friend.
What are they living with - a loaf of bread? "Just popping down the
supermarket for my girlfriend's husband, dear." Get this; people go to
another if THEY want to. Get this; there is NO POINT in keeping someone
who doesn't want to be kept! Get this; there is no point in being angry
with your ex-partners new lover, at least blame the CULPRIT - the one
that left you!
Women who torture themselves for beauty. A woman at work was describing
the leg waxing process she endures fortnightly. She must have noticed me
looking rather quizzically at her; she commented, "It doesn't hurt much
after a while." I looked at her and said "I like to fill a pot with
boiling oil and dip my hands in it from time to time, you get used to
the pain and men say they like the fresh young skin on my hands." (Ooh,
liar, liar, pants on fire - I only thought of the last bit "men say..."
when I was writing this application).
Women and men who call me a "Lady". I explain that "Ladies" are quiet,
obedient and well behaved, unlike myself.
The belief that Prince Charming will one day arrive. What bollocks. No
one person can be all to another. Little girls are still fed with this
crap; I don't notice any princely training going on for little boys
though, unless encouragement to be selfish, whiny, pushy, spoilt, greedy
and entitled to privileges that the rest of us aren't, counts as
princely training. I find that people in my life fulfill various niches
and needs, some more, some less.
"Aah, but..." people. Here's a way you could do this... "Aah, but I
don't have a babysitter/any
money/nouse/motivation/energy/will/enthusiasm etc etc etc ad nauseum.
One-upmanship. "My husband was run over by a tractor"; "well, mine had
an aeroplane fall on him"; "I've had a terrible hard life"; "oh no, mine
was way harder". You are what you believe.
My distaste for all of this is what makes me a Heartless Bitch.
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