Nagging
Yesterday my KISA and I were talking about nagging. Well, he considers it nagging, but I consider it pointing out things that he would overlook or forget about if I didn’t keep reminding him. In this book I’m reading, “Why Men Love Bitches: From Doormat to Dreamgirl – A Woman’s Guide to Holding Her Own in a Relationship” it talks about how you shouldn’t nag a guy, but should instead pretend like something doesn’t bother you and the guy then feels guilty and comes crawling back to you. In my 30.5 years of being a woman this has maybe happened twice, but it’s only when the guy knows he was really wrong. And even then I don’t remember those times, but I’m giving the benefit of the doubt that they maybe happened.
What I don’t understand is why don’t guys just do what we ask the first time? If they did then we wouldn’t feel the incessant need to remind them and everyone would be more productive. And, how is it that we as women get a bad rap for reminding them that something they said they’d do still hasn’t happened? Aren’t they the ones to blame for not having done it to begin with? Do they just feel guilty that they keep forgetting and then try to turn it around on us to make us the bad guys?
Also, why don’t men read self-help books on how to please us? I could write a chapter on how to get us to not nag. Step 1: When we ask you to do something, even when it sucks, think about everything we do to make you happy. Step 2: Go do what we asked you to do.
I think I’m done with self-help books for a while. *End of rant.*
Posted on January 13, 2014, in Life in 'Frisco. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.
I hear you, sistah. Luckily for me, my father is so good at “forgetting” everything he has to do for ages that in comparision, guys tend to be fast with the stuff I ask. Idk, I guess it’s from that old idea that guys work all day at their job so women needed to take care of the home without them lifting a finger. (Sorry, maybe I’m not clear, I just had one coffee so far)