Promise Rings
The topic of promise rings was brought up amongst my friends a couple of nights ago. As expected the females were all for the idea of a promise ring while the male members of the discussion had trouble understanding the point of it. Here’s a quick summary of how that debate went…
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Men: What’s the point of a promise ring
Women: The Promise Ring is a symbol of commitment.
M: But, isn’t a wedding ring supposed to be a symbol of commitment?
W: A Promise Ring is to symbolize the promise to wed one day.
M: Now, isn’t that the purpose of an engagement ring?
W: Well a Promise Ring is to symbolize the promise to be engaged to wed one day.
M: That’s dumb.
W: Your dumb!!
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…and so on and so forth. My question is: what’s next, a Pledge Ring to symbolize the pledge to promise to be engaged to wed one day? I mean, when will this bullshit end? Why the hell do men constantly have to reassure women that they’re together? Are women so fucking insecure nowadays?
Don’t get me wrong. If it is an issue of insecurity, maybe we should take a closer look as to why that is. Is it the marriage failure rate of today that have all of these women needing men to reassure that it’s the real deal? Possibly. Is it the fact that cheating on your partner has become more common than the cold and now women need something to symbolize belonging (or ownership)? Maybe.
The sad part is, jewelry companies are gobbling this shit up like turkey on thanksgiving and men are left with another hole in the wallet. Oh, and what’s this crap about a “3 months’ pay for an engagement ring” rule? But, that’s a rant for another day.
The Silent Treatment
Why do women do this? If you do it to make a point; we don’t get it. If you do it as an attempt to resolve some kind of issue; it doesn’t work.
And, please don’t give us that “You should know what I’m angry about” bullshit. We fucking hate that. If you have to say that, then obviously we don’t bloody know, right?
Sorry. But when it comes to dealing with issues, men do not like to play fucking games. We simply like to deal with em. We lay it out there, throw some cussing in, and in the end, it gets resolved.
So, please, stop with the silent treatment. It simply doesn’t work. And to tell you the truth, it doesn’t bother us as much as you think it does. We don’t exactly spend that time thinking about what it was we did wrong; because we know you’ll have to tell us eventually. No, we spend that quiet time to reflect on the hockey scores of the day and how it effects our point spread.
End rant.