Talk, talk, talk
What is the deal with people who ask questions and then talk over you when you try to answer.
W: What are you doing today?
Me: I am starting to work on...[Oh that is good,I'm just doing so or so]

I also like the part where someone invites herself over. She seemed to think that just because I am civil and somewhat friendly when talking to her, that it means I want to hang out with her every minute of every day. I appreciate friendship and human contact but my god, take a hint! I don't want to be rude so I just don't say anything. It may not be the best plan but what else can I do.

I Love Women
I started this blog because I love women. I love them more than anything, but there is a problem. I work in a field that is dominated by women. Generally that is a great thing, however, as with everything else in life there are a few crazy ones who ruin things for everyone else. They think they are better than everyone else; they dominate conversations; they talk about EVERYONE; they bring drama with them every where they go; everything is a crisis; and worst of all they don't know they are CRAZY! There are plenty of men like this too, but because I am a man and most (if not all) of my daily interactions are with women, I will be focusing on them. I will be using this space to vent because I can't take it anymore. Rather than mowing down shoppers in the aisles of a Shaw's, I am going to complain about stupid, insecure, fucked up women. From time to time I will also talk about the sane women in my life as a point of contrast. They are the light at the end of my tunnel; they are what keeps me going. I welcome all comments and advice. Thank you for reading.