Today I witnessed a miracle.
Philip and I are always talking about how many, many words women use and how very few words men use. This is particularly true when Philip and I move large items. I like to talk before we move the item, how are we going to lift it, where is it going, who gets on what end, etc. He likes to not talk and just lift. Outcome: We don't move large items together anymore unless absolutely necessary. This was pretty much decided before we even got married and we were moving our new mattress into our town home. (Wow -- that was almost a deal breaker.)
So - back to the miracle. Today we went to pick up some vinyl fencing for our friends. The forklift driver set in the bulk of the materials. Then it was time to put the gates in(they were pretty big and awkward.) I waited and watched on the sidelines in awe. The bulk of the materials needed to be shifted so the gates could fit. There were three men, I think they exchanged 1 sentence, TOTAL, and viola, the gates were set in, shifted, and re-shifted. I thought for sure it was all going to come falling apart...but this odd thing that males call communication...it works!! Who knew? The third guy left(without even saying bye; rude to me & normal to them) and the second guy handed Philip the paperwork to sign while muttering something, Philip signed, and we were off.
I'm pretty sure if it were me loading that stuff I would have known the other girls family history and her shoe size.
It was a miracle in my book!
(PS the other miracle was that I didn't try to talk to any of them while it was all going on. I'm learning.)
(PS the other miracle was that I didn't try to talk to any of them while it was all going on. I'm learning.)
10 comments:
You know, of course, that communication only works between themselves - not with us women. But I am still impressed!
Michelle
Sometimes words just get in the way of "real" communication. I think, the key is to know when to talk and when to shut up and think.
Men don't care about the small stuff when you aare talking to people. I know I'll ask Bart about
something about someone and he'll say "I didn't ask them their life history" I'll say "but who is their
wife, where do they live, what does he do for a living?," again
he says "I didn't ask" I think
"Why not?" That's the difference.
Women want to know so we can hwlp if we are needed. Men say "If they want help, they'll ask" That's why
the Relief Society was organized.
Women can see what is needed before
being asked. We are very special in that way. Pat ourselves on the
back.
Love you all, Iris
So funny but so very true!
One Sunday, I stopped in the hall to say hi to a new sister. When I sat down next to Guy, I told him her husband's name, that she was pregnant, what sex the baby was and when she was due. He said, "You were only out there a couple minutes." :} I think I overwhelm him regularly with all I have to say.
So funny and so true! Thanks for sharing!
This was perfect, Megan! I am SO like you in this way. How the heck do they do it?! :) Good thing we have girlfriends, right? :)
We are learning! Last night Jason came home late from Camp H, and I said how was your day, he grunted. I rolled over and went back to sleep.
Where I would have went on with a 15 minute story.
I didn't shut up and think ---lol I shut up and slept!
you know I understand all this because, well....
you know matt
:)eryn
That's funny! Good for you Megan, I would have still been there talking.
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