Amayzine

THINGS I DON'T UNDERSTAND ABOUT MEN

Before you continue reading (note to my beloved: now stop reading, go watch some football or something), you should know that I really like men a lot. And handsome and wildly attractive and so on (mine, that is. Okay, he could just about read this but now really ksssjt go away), but there are some things that I just can't wrap my head around. Here they come.

1. Coat over the dining chair

Not only does my sweetheart do this. My previous men (there were few of them, of course) had a knack for it and my father do it too. Upon entering, they immediately walk into the room and throw that coat over the back of the chair. Because they want to be with us so quickly. That is actually really sweet.

2. Leaving stuff on the stairs

You know how it is. You've folded the towels and dried your hair and you don't feel like bringing everything upstairs yet. So you leave it on step three of the stairs hoping that whoever goes up first will take it with them. That never happens. When I brought this up once, my sweetheart first said that it wasn't clear to him whether it should go up or down. Well, it's not like I take it down from upstairs and then deposit it somewhere on the stairs. I might as well clean it up downstairs. Then he argued that he could take it upstairs, but still doesn't know where I have all of it planned. And I can't really blame him for that.

3. Plates on the countertop

Even though the dishwasher is a gaping echo of emptiness. Plates end up on it and never in it. Funny, right?

4. Toilet rolls to the ceiling

Look, we are of course terrible and manage to leave just a tiny sheet of toilet paper for the other. That's the other extreme. But most men I know stuff the toilet full of rolls of toilet paper. In the category ‘better to have it than to be shy about it’. And I find that really quite unfriendly.

5. Buying B-brands

This certainly doesn't apply to my sweetheart, but it does to my father and many of the men of my travel companions at the moment. You can't make them happier than half an hour in Action and at the supermarket they all buy B-brands. Why? Nobody knows. I certainly don't.

6. The wrong laundry basket

Most women I know have a rather complicated and difficult to understand laundry basket regime. I have four. One for colors, one for whites, one for delicate items, and one where I toss the clean laundry. My friend K has a laundry basket for towels and one for the rest, and my colleague D has one for light colors, dark colors, and for laundry that can be washed hot. And yes, our men always toss everything in the wrong basket. Mine usually neatly places it in the sink for my row of laundry baskets. “I don't want to mess up your system.” And I can understand that.

Tomorrow I will write a piece about things he doesn't understand about me, because that list is significantly longer than the above, I can tell you.