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Okay, I’m a tad tardy in getting to comment on this great piece by Judith Warner (warning: link has been down recently) a few weeks ago, but at least I finally got around to this post, which will make your jaw drop. Yes, lofty expectations I know.
Are you ready?

If you didn’t follow that link to read Warner’s piece of naivete, I’ll give you the Cliff’s Notes: We men really are simpletons. Much to Warner’s surprise and dismay, she discovered this truth, but I am here to tell you that you should stop holding your breath while your wait for your male companion - if you have one - to become the emotionally intelligent and sensitive being that you long for. It ain’t happenin’. Read the rest of this entry »
My day job involves all kinds of fun customer interactions, including the occassional flare-up where I get slapped (usually virtually - by email or phone) because of late delivery or some other misstep along the way. I wouldn’t say I love my job, but for the most part it works out okay and most of my colleagues are very nice people - and I say “most” for a reason.

So of course we had a situation yesterday where the customer flipped out and called one of our senior guys who later came to talk to me, after the fire had been extinguished. He came to my desk and said, of our customer contact: “She’s a chick, so she’ll flip out once in awhile, and then she calms down.” And then he left. Read the rest of this entry »
NPR ran a piece last week about young men who refuse to grow up. My first thought was, that’s ME! Well, not really. But my second thought was, that’s the movie “Swingers.” (Which I loved, of course; and if you’re a guy and you didn’t like the movie, then you’re lying.)

I wrote previously about how it’s weird to be a relatively young father these days. My best friend is a perpetual bachelor and entertains me with his stories of gallivanting through Europe with a new woman in each country. And while I might have a tinge of envy for his life of liberty, he, too, has an immense desire to “settle down” and actually envies the fact that I have found the love of my life and we have a wonderful daughter and a little house in the ‘burbs…so when do we draw the line? Read the rest of this entry »