@glitterbag,
Quote:After all is said and done, I have always loved working with men, but occassionally somebody tries to get over on somebody and you have to find a way to deal with it. How many time when you were younger did some older guy say "oh that's a nice dress, is it felt?"
I like working with men too - as in working among men- they're much more direct and there's so much less game playing.
But I've never heard the felt question. But along the same lines and in keeping with this thread there was one guy who said to me, 'When did you start wearing glasses?' And because I was self-conscious about having to wear glasses again - I hadn't had to wear them since I got contacts when I was seventeen and I hated wearing glasses, I answered kind of hesitantly, 'Oh a few months ago - I hate them.' And this guy says right out to me, 'I think they're fabulous. They make me wish I was younger and still had a cock like a marrow,' (which is a root vegetable - some sort of squash that they eat over here).
I died laughing. I said, 'Oh yeah? Well then I wish you had a cock like a marrow too- but sounds like you don't ...oh well.'
I was KIDDING! I'm like PQ. I go for the brain first every time.
Quote:I think most men act like gentlemen, and they don't have to be prim. I truely believe we should treat everyone with respect.....which is a roundabout way of saying I don't like anyone trying to reinforce the stupid notion that men should agonize over the size of their penis. I also find it sad that so many women and young girls are overly focused on the size of their breasts as if that's what makes them women. All these cosmetic surgeries to perfect their appearances in search of an unattainable standard of beauty, it's sad.
Yeah, well - this thing with Andy was all about me being the only American and so different. They had to test out my boundaries. One of them came up to me later and said that at first none of them knew what they could or couldn't say in front of me, but they told a few dirty jokes in front of me and then realized what they could get away with.
It was also the drinking that was involved. The young guy that Andy was telling the story to later came up to me at the copier and said, 'Jeez - I can't believe he said that to you,' - so I asked him - 'You wouldn't have said something like that to a woman?'
He said, 'No - not anyone I work with and I probably wouldn't even had said something like that to my girlfriend - at least not any girlfriend I've had since I've been about twelve years old.'
Quote:Women are attracted to different kinds of guys, guys are attracted to different kinds of women. Over the years thru school, college, my career years and now getting around to grandchildren, I don't remember another woman ever engaging me in a discussion over her boyfriend's or husband's penis. Frankly I would be horrified if they did, it seems like a betrayal of trust, a demeaning way to speak about men who are supposed to be important in their lives...so why would you do it. If you are a female and actually having these discussions, I'm guessing you haven't matured enough to have real issues to discuss. It's either bragging or complaining and neither one is an attractive characteristic.
No - I can't say I know anything about the penii of anyone any of my friends or sisters are involved with either.
But I do think we came up in a different time. I wouldn't go on the internet and talk about it if I had endometriosis either - and I just saw my niece announce that to the whole world.
Yeah - some things are private-I do believe that. And the physical characteristics of my loved ones - especially physical characteristics that they might find lacking or embarrassing themselves - are not for public consumption or assessment or review.
It's like years ago when my husband came home from a day at work at the hospital and told me that so and so was going to be out for a week because his wife had had hemmorhoid (sp?) surgery.
I was like, 'Holy ****! He told the whole medical staff that his wife is having hemmorhoid surgery?! Do me a favor - if I ever have to have something like that - don't tell the whole medical staff. Just say, 'She needs my help around the house this week - she sprained her ankle or something...'
But that's just me - I keep my body private- there are only certain people who get to know it- so I'd give my partners the same respect.
*edited to add commentary about women and their breast size: I came to terms with the whole breast thing a long time ago when my friends who were in medical school and examining all sorts of breasts told me not to fret because anyone who's a C cup or over has major saggage by the age of thirty. I'm way over thirty and mine are holding up just the same as they always have. And that's what they told me would happen.