Please forgive me, but today’s topic is about the N-word. Yes, I understand that this is a sensitive topic and you may feel that it does not apply to the blog. In fact, I’ve been dodging the discussion for about eight months. The N-word is a dangerous word so I’m sure the audience can understand why I strayed away from it. But no longer will I run. I constantly write about how communication is the key, who would I be if I were not willing to discuss an issue that has been around for a long time. Finally, I’ve gained enough courage to have a little more self-induced controversy added to the blog. We must understand that the actual N-word is not the problem, but the act that the N-word represents is the real problem. Ok, enough with the N-word chit. I’m just going to say it and put it out there. Nag nag nag. Half of women do it, and all men hate it.
I hate to show my age, but remember on Wheel of Fortune when the contestant was at the bonus round at the end and they had to pick their letters. What did everyone do? Everyone picked R, S, T, L, N and E. These letters became main stays. Well think of the N-word, oops, I meant nagging as these letters. When a lady asks a man what is his pet peeve, he should get two choices, because nagging should already be shown on his forehead.
Nagging is like diet soda, it serves no purpose. The only good thing about nagging is that it gave me a blog topic. You would think that since the pet peeve nagging in imprinted on the forehead, a woman would take heed. Oh no, it’s almost as if the woman knows the man hates the nagging so she does it even more. Don’t get me wrong, all women don’t nag, but the ones who do make up for the ones who don’t. Nagging is one of those extreme traits. It’s either all or none. As men, (love you mom) although some of us were prepared early in life to cope with it (mother = woman, woman = nagger), we don’t want to deal with it as adults. We are not perfect. We are going to do some dumb chit from time to time. That’s simply us. If it’s something serious, address it. If not serious, let us know you don’t like it and move on. Sending a blast email to our four accounts, texting us, leaving a note on the refrigerator and calling us before we get off work is not helping the situation. Not only do we hate nagging, but it doesn’t help (I think I stated this before).
Naggers are pests. Pests do things like call you three times after you hit ignore the first two times. Call once and leave a message. I hate when you sit your phone down for four minutes then see three missed calls and when you check it’s from one person. Ladies, that’s not love or admiration. That’s insanity. Look it up. Naggers expect perfection. Naggers don’t understand why they haven’t received a call all morning. Naggers think they are being ignored when the guy has not responded to a text not knowing that he’s busy working or scratching his testicles. What does it matter what he’s busy doing, he’s busy!! No belaboring here folks, that’s all. I think we understand.
Oh yeah ladies, if your man nags, check his birth certificate.
PS. Another point which I was trying to make but fell through the cracks and couldn’t seem to find its way back is, how many arguments are guys starting? We are pretty easy going, right? Or is it just me, I’d like to hear your thoughts.
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