Wednesday, October 31, 2007
The Smarties Theory for Smart Women
Weedy came up with the Smarties Theory. Because, I suppose, she has to listen to me whine about my love life and my total ineptness is driving her nuts. Weed is half of a happy marriage that's lasted around 30 years, and (it seems to me) any guy she ever dated or has been around for over 20 minutes is still in love with her (in a charming, unobtrusive kind of way).
" Because they don't know everything about me," she explains.
As I am the good ship Titanic of relationships, she's seen fit to share her survival tips with me.
First this: I tell men what I think. Not just some of what I think. Most of what I think. OK - all of what I think. With hand gestures.
"Men don't want to know what you think," Weedy tells me.
"Well then, what's the point of a relationship then?"
"There isn't one. But that's just it, most of them don't want to know."
Weedy's secret to marriage and dealing with the male gender - hand out one or two Smarties of personal information as needed. Everything is on a need-to-know basis. Never give them the whole package. Maintain a little mystery.
"So, you're saying that giving them the chocolate factory in Belgium is excessive then?"
"Yes. Here you go - two Smarties. If you're good I'll give you two more Smarties."
"Then giving them Belgium in its entirety is a mistake?"
"Two Smarties. Believe me, they'll be grateful."
Weigh in, ladies and especially gentlemen. Two Smarties or Belgium?
Posted by LJ at 5:44 PM