Men’s Brains
While teaching a statistics class today I noticed one of our male students was wearing a hoody which said ‘Young & Hung’ on it in rather large letters. The chap concerned could easily be mistaken for a 13 year old but obviously he sees himself as some kind of love machine. It caused me to reflect on the male ability to be relentlessly confident no matter what they look like. I’ve seen this happen a lot and sometimes I’m quite envious as I am normally the kind of person who constantly assumes the worst about myself no matter what anyone says. Last week I went home to my husband and found he had his rather ill friend over for the night. I don’t know the exact age of this friend but he looks well on the way to 60. Years of epic drinking have taken their toll on him and he is now stick thin, very shaky and clearly physically damaged by the abuse. Given the physical condition of this man I was rather taken aback when he decided to mention his sexual prowess during a conversation about the sex offender seminar I’d just been to. I was troubled on two levels really – why would a man want his own sex life in a conversation about sex offenders? And, seeing as this man could barely make it up three flights of stairs, I found it difficult to imagine him doing ‘horizontal jogging’ as the Mayor would say…
This afternoon I got some more of it but in a different way. I spent an hour interviewing a taxi driver for a research project I’m doing. I only met him this afternoon because he was recruited to the project by my colleague who knows him very well. Within a few minutes of the interview starting he began to refer to his sexual antics. This guy was admittedly in better physical condition than my last example but I still found his eagerness to share surprising. I didn’t let him know that though – I did the psychologist thing and non-judgementally nodded as he described seducing a woman by e-mail in one afternoon. His confidence in all manner of things was off the scale and believe it or not he’d had a psychotherapist in the back of his cab last night…
February 10, 2010 at 22:57
I like a broad like you. Sassy, independent, but knows what it’s for in the sack.
February 14, 2010 at 02:22
Good to see you reading around the intelligent blogs, Clams. Indeed, I like an intelligent broad. One wise enough to shut up after the first slap.
February 17, 2010 at 20:17
lt would seem these men think you’re quite receptive to such comments … l wonder why? Maybe has something to do with your assumption that your hoody student thought he was ‘a love machine’ instead of merely humourous perhaps???
February 17, 2010 at 21:20
I am generally non-responsive in most situations and I’m not sure the two men I was talking about really thought much at all before they started speaking, but thank you for your hypothesis.
February 17, 2010 at 21:51
No hypothesis really … just jesting.