Men Are Just Happier People-- What do you expect from such simple creatures? Your last name stays put. The garage is all yours. Wedding plans take care of themselves. Chocolate is just another snack. You can be President. You can never be pregnant. You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park. You can wear NO shirt to a water park.
Car mechanics tell you the truth... The world is your urinal. You never have to drive to another gas station restroom because this one is just too icky. You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt.
Same work, more pay. Wrinkles add character. Wedding dress $5000. Tux rental-$100. People never stare at your chest when you're talking to them. The occasional well-rendered belch is practically expected. New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet. One mood all the time.
Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat. You know stuff about tanks. A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase. You can open all your own jars. You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness. If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend. Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack. Three pairs of shoes are more than enough. You almost never have strap problems in public. You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes. Everything on your face stays its original color. The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades. You only have to shave your face and neck. You can play with toys all your life. Your belly usually hides your big hips. One wallet and one pair of shoes -- one color for all seasons.
You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look. You can "do" your nails with a pocket knife. You have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache. You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24 in 25 minutes. No wonder men are happier.
This is a forward sent by a man-friend of mine and I chuckled at the immense amount of truth in it. Thought I'd share.
But hey, my dear man-friend, weren't you recently depressed about you losing your hair and being short and being a bad dancer, which in turn could lead to you being a single, old, bald geezer? I guess it was just a "mood-swing" and temporary :P
Note: These are his words after reading this post - "Yup, that mood-swing was the woman in me that decided to come out."
5 comments:
Two sides to this story:
Both sexes battle depression. Though women tend to have a higher incidence, Men have a tougher time when they hit the troughs.
This also explains why Men have a higher Suicide ratio, though women think about suicide more than men. Or men are really good at killing themselves.
Depression is not a joke though. It is probably the most debilitating condition ever.
http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2004/11/041103234351.htm
@ morpheus:
Umm morbid, (cough, cough, splutter)..sorry, morpheus, I do realise that depression is a serious issue for some. But, whatever happened to my right to freedom of speech and my right to using humour on my blog to entertain myself and my readers.
More on why women don't commit suicide as much,...a lil' later.
Why does that comment sound like hetch? Losing hair, being short and a bad dancer :p
Wait? That could be about me too... dyam!
@ alok: yes hetch, and a lot of other friends I know.
Not you though puppy, you still haven't reached your prime so don't worry.
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