Male and Female Imponderables- Water Cooler Chat

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UPDATED: Wednesday, January 7, 2026 16:52
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Originally posted by nvghostrider:
So if all this is true then why am I an utter failure when talking to women. Is it because I treat them as equals? Perhaps because I'm polite and courteous? Maybe because sex is the last thing on my mind when trying to complete a task?
There is no happy medium. Either you're tryin' for a piece or ya ain't. At least that's what I see for the most part.

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Eh NVG...that's sort of how I feel. People will tell me I'm a really neat person but somehow it doesn't translate on the dating front. (Although I don't get sweet and charming...I admit to being a little difficult...or what some people have called a "truth-teller." I take no BS, won't deliver it and expect others to do the same. Definitely not the peacekeeper...but I'm not nasty about it). I like to get to know men before I want to date them, but somehow I treat them all as friends and never get to the romance part.

But, eh...such is life.

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"The power of accurate observation is commonly called cynicism by those who have not got it." - George Bernard Shaw

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Okay. I love romance. But true romance. Not all the artsy fartsy flowers and music dancing on the beach as the sun goes down with a perfect soundtrack playing in the background while butterflies land all over you sort of stuff. It sounds nice but what is the chance of that happening. There ain't nothin' wrong with bein' friends. Hell, most folks should give friendship a try before giving an intimate relationship a try. Sure would cut down on my tax dollars (and frustration) being spent on the treatment of STI's, chemical dependancy, and the care of unwanted children. Not to mention most people who "hook up" end up fightin' and carryin' on anyways. Dumb bastards.
I ain't sayin' folks sholdn't give love a chance. But I sure wish they'd think more before doing.
Back to romance the way I prefer it.
Being able to leave home for a few days without having to check in. Going out with friends without there being any worry or doubt or jealousy in the heart or mind of your partner. Being together to sit down and eat dinner to transition from work to home TOGETHER. Sharing the fact that you may not be together forever, but enjoying the together moments as if they are the last. Not depending completely on your partner for happiness. Working together to achieve a goal or complete a task so that you can both stand back and appreciate the work while claiming no defined divisions of who did what. Call me wierd, but this is how I want romance.

Maybe just call me wierd ( I read what I wrote).

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Loosing the Fight: When my father was running a bottle exchange, I worked there from time to time. Child labor being free, as it is, it was all he could afford. Well, one day, I was zooming around the shop, and I stepped on the head of a broom without realizing it. The thing swung up, and with great speed and momentum, smacked me in the face. My father remarked that he could hear it from his seat in the forklift outside.

The next day, I went back there, and whilst zooming about again, I managed to step on the head of the same broom (in a different location), and with great speed and momentum, it again smacked me, in the exact same place it had the day before. My lip was, at the time, visible from outer space.

So, yes, not only did I lose a fight against a broom, I lost the rematch.

(Waits for MsG to go into 'Awww poor baby' mode )

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I ain't lookin' for help from on high. That's a damn long wait for a train don't come.

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Hey, everybody!

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Yay!

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Originally posted by VerseExplorer:
Penguin, I hope that YinYang sees that you took out the white background. You even made the eyes move. You are one talented Penguin.

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Never would have noticed that until I read this. Double yay!

And, of course, the obligatory:



I may be easily pleased, but think how much more fun I have!

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Originally posted by yinyang:
Here's another one of those penguins...

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But... what... what's it doing with its eyes??
It's kinda creepin' me out.

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It’s supposed to be a begging penguin. As for the eyes... yeah, I don’t know either.

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Originally posted by ASortaFairyTale:
I hate being sick...why am I always sick??

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To make up for the fact that people like me are never sick. Sorry.

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*curiously watches reenactment of "Unbreakable" unfolding*

Much better than Shyamalan's... ***1/2

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Wha?

Beds: I can tell you a freaky story, but not a near-death one. When I was younger, probably between 5 and 8 (the ages tend to blur), I predicted one night before I went to sleep that I was going to fall out of the bed. I don’t remember ever falling off my bed before, and I certainly didn't do it frequently; I just had a feeling. So, I put a few large pillows in the place where I thought I was going to fall. Lo and behold, I fell off my bed and onto the pillows. Isn’t that special?

Inanimate objects: I dropped a TV on my knees when I was 6 or 8(again, it’s blurred). I was laying on the ground watching a show, but it was too far away, so I just kept scooting the screen closer until the front plopped onto my knees and lower legs (which I had been quick enough to put up in defense). It sounds painful (it's a medium-sized TV, if you don't compare it to a 50" HDTV), but it wasn’t so bad - didn’t end up with anything permanent (no bleeding was involved), either. Oh, TV still works, and we use it, too.

That's probably the only time I've been stupid enough to injure myself. Except, of course, when I managed a really nasty concrete burn that took some skin off my knee (while playing tag hide-and-go seek).

I know... how boring of me.

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