The Most Important Topic of Conversation. Duh.
Lately, I’ve noticed a
disturbing ok fine maybe just mildly irritating phenomena.
See, I’ve started to slowly tell people I’m, uh, seeing someone. The reaction of my girlfriends has been pretty much the same. It goes something like this:
“Oh em gee why didn’t you TELL ME you were DATING SOMEONE the MINUTE you came in the door???”
Wait, what? Well, uh, your kid is, ya know, walking n’ talking n’ stuff so I thought maybe there were some other subjects we’d want to catch up on first…
I mean… WTF?
First of all, is the fact that I’m kinda-sorta seeing someone really the most important topic of conversation possible? Why is it an issue if I don’t come bounding in, virtually exploding with the news that guess-what-I’ve-MET-someone! ?? Is that really the most significant thing in my life? Or your life for that matter? I mean… no, really. Is it? Am I missing something here?
Second – Do my guy friends react this way? Nope. Or, more importantly, do guys have this problem? Sure don’t. They probably aren’t expected to tell someone theveryminutetheywalkinthedoorasifnothingelseisimportant that they’re bangin’ someone on the regs. They can probably get around to that after discussing some other things in their own lives, and checking in with whomever they’re catching up with, first. Can probs do that without getting the third degree. Can act like dating isn’t the most important thing that has happened to anyone ever since we last spoke.
Third. I understand that part of the reason my lady-friends are all having mini-freak-outs is because they aresofuckingexcited for some goddamnreason that I found someone with which I would actually spend a fair amount of time with. That I would actually talk about in the “so, yeah, I met this person…” way. Because, if you haven’t noticed, I’m not that much of a relationship person, so yeah there aren’t that many people I actually want to hang out with all dating-like. As opposed to just-banging-like. Apparently that’s kinda exciting. I guess.
And, yeah, I suppose I get that… kinda… in the cool-that-you-met-someone-cool kinda way (over the thank-gawd-you-finally-met-someoneway)… but… underneath that? The idea that I need to be in a relationship is still hanging out.
Four is kind of a sidenote: After my friends pee their pants a little, the next question is inevitably “So. What do you guys do together? Where do you go out?” or some variation. Apparently, the “oh, we don’t go out really. We just have a lot of sex” is a mildly awkward and confusing response.
From points one through four above, what do we learn from me telling my girlfriends about Canada? Sure, this is a rather limited study at this time, an n of three (n = sample size) isn’t particularly robust, I know – but we’re three-for-three, people. Given this, I will still hazard to conjecture:
- As women, romantic relationships are clearly the most important topic of discussion/thing that happens in either of our lives.
- I may be mildly selective when it comes to people I choose to spend time with.
- The women in my life think I should be in a relationship already. Le duh.
- What “relationships” mean is well defined, and should include leaving the, uh, house.