Between Boxes and Sock Drawers

Quite a while back, I watched a short video of a stand-up comedian. He was talking about the differences of a male brain and a female brain. I can't really remember the specific examples, jokes, etc were, but this is the gist of it...

You see, the male brain is made of lots and lots of boxes, with lids. When a guy thinks of something, he puts it into one of those boxes. And when he thinks of something else, it goes into a different box. Now as I said earlier, those boxes have lids. That means the contents of the first box don't ever mix with the contents of the second box.

In other words, a guy compartmentalizes everything. An example would be like so... in box number one, while shopping with his girlfriend, a guy sees a short and tight dress which he thinks is nice... being metrosexual, he gives his opinion about the dress to his girlfriend. Thought finished, close the lid. Later that day, they walk past a gym. He suggests that both he and his girlfriend join the gym. Thought finished, close the lid. Simple, right.

Now lets look at the female brain. The female brain looks pretty much like my sock drawer. Everything is just mixed up in there. You've got a brown sock right beside the blue one. You can find only one red one (why would I have red socks?). Some of the socks match and some don't and of course you've got socks in there which haven't been worn in years because they have lost their elasticity, but are still there because I just didn't want to throw them out (you never know when you might need an emergency pair of socks, even if they are totally unusable).

So, in other words, the female brain is a mixture of everything where you might end up going to work with socks that don't match (ie, unrelated things can end up together).

So let's look back to the example given earlier... when the boyfriend tells her that the dress is nice, she starts thinking... maybe she doesn't dress sexily enough for him... or maybe he's being sarcastic, that all her clothing are too sexy and he doesn't like it... would she even look nice in a dress like that? Is she too fat to fit in it? Maybe she should go on a diet... but wait a minute, why is he picking out dresses for her? Does he think she's an awful dresser? Or maybe he's actually gay, and loves dresses?

This of course goes on until they get to the gym, where the following conversation takes place:

Guy : You know, we should join this gym.

Girl : OMG!! I knew it! You think I'm fat!! You want me to be able to fit into those sexy dresses that you like so much! What!? You think I'm not attractive anymore!!?? Is that it?

Guy : Huh? Errr....

Girl : You don't love me anymore because you I'm fat now, right? That's why you want me to join the gym... because you want me to look better for you... so I won't embarrass you when we go out...

Guy : Huh? Errr...

Girl : You have somebody else don't you? Who is she? Is that why you're working late and don't have time to come see me?? I don't live that far from your place! It's like less than half an hour to get from your place to mine...

Guy : Huh? Errr...

At this point, the guy will take a look at the contents of the first box... nothing there that could shed some light on the situation... he then takes a look in the second box... again, nothing.

As usual, this couple will end up fighting... she'll say something along the lines of "I don't ever want to see you again." He'll buy her flowers. He'll apologize (even though he has no idea what's going on). And after a few days, they'll get back together. The only people who benefit from this are florists...

There are people out there who complain that their partners don't understand them, or even worse, pretend that they don't understand... the fact of the matter is, men and women think differently. You can't force your partner to think the way you do. It's these little differences that we have to learn to accept about our partners. Either that, or start planting your own flowers...