Women: What do they really want?

“Hear, hear, newgie.

Communication is the key. Unfortunately, the communication that I was missing from that relationship was "Go away, I don't want you for a boyfriend."

She did finally tell me outright though. I just wish I had read her mind earlier, I'd have wasted a lot less time.”

“DOM, AND she's been talking to mine.”

“Hmmmmm.........



I don't know what to say......”

“LyndaS, just let it out.”

“Maple Leaf!”

“"I'm confused." Is the quote I hear most from women. It's funny, the two major times I heard that (that ended up in a break up after a long term relationship), was at two points in my life when I had no money. Buddur is right.

I've kinda been dating someone for about a month. She lives about 2 hours away, so we were only able to see each other 2 times during that time. We had a great time on both occasions, and were very attracted to each other. We spoke over the phone a couple times a week, and have emailed. I made a concerted effort to see this woman several times, and was offered the "I'm busy with work" excuse on every occasion. I understood (she was really busy), and kept trying to get to know the girl without being too agressive or overbearing. The last few times we spoke, she didn't seem so interested anymore, and the whole thing was annoying the hell out of me. She called last night, and said she wanted to be "friends", and didn't want to pursue the romantic side of the relationship. She said that she couldn't put a finger on it (why she felt this way), but that was how it was going to be.

= confusion

I politely told her that I appreciated her telling me this, eventhough I didn't quite understand this feeling, or where it came from. I also stated that I didn't want to waste any time on a relationship where my significant other was confused, and that if she really wanted to be friends, fine, the ball was in her court. I applauded the fact she made the effort to call, told her not to feel bad, and left it at that.


I guarantee, the girl will call me back, can any HMWH's explain to all our lovely female ttr's why?”

“Confused = "I don't really want to see you romantically anymore, but I have no idea how to tell you that without seeming to be a b!tch. You're a nice guy and deserve better treatment than this, but what can I say. I'm not that interested."

At least, as far as I've been able to tell, that's what it means.”

“I was wondering why you started this thread, Buddha.

Doesn't sound like the girl was confused. She knew what she wanted, but as bit said, you're a nice guy, and she didn't want to hurt you, but she didn't want a romantic relationship. Its a bummer when one person wants to pursue it, and the other doesn't.

SHe'll call you back because she'll realize she's a fool for dumping you.”

“I think sexual attraction is an instinct thing--we have little control over it. Once in awhile someone comes along that we think is sexy AND compatable.

My best boyfriend does me small favors like bringing me coffee or remembering I need lotion at the drug store...and that is plenty to keep me happy. Two or three times a year he brings me flowers.”

“She'll call me back because I'm no longer interested, and that's what women like.

I got an email from her 15 minutes ago, Nostradomus has nothin' on me.

Thanks for the kind words SG!”

“She'll call you back 'cause she knows you're a slut!

Don't be discouraged. All men are sluts. It's just our nature.”

“"Wedding cake makes women allergic to sex with their husbands."
Bude
10:28:56 PM
09/17/02




If this is true, I am so glad G00SE and I had an elopement-style wedding and didn't have a cake!”

“Two women check into a hotel for single females where there's a different class of men on each floor. They go to check out the first floor, and a sign says,
"This floor has your bottom of the barrel men. They'll sleep with anything, spend all your money and never work."
The women move right on to the second floor. The sign there reads:
"This floor has your average guys. If you keep an eye on them, they'll bring home a paycheck and only a few other women's numbers."
The women move on to the third floor, and the sign reads:
"This floor has great guys. They'll be loyal, loving, and try to make you happy in any way possible."
The women move on to the next floor, the sign reads:
"This floor is home to the most amazing of men. They will clean the house from top to bottom, work their hardest to get you the nicest house, lavish you with presents and money, cater to your every whim, please you like you had never thought possible and would rather die than be with another woman."
The women went straight on to the top floor, where the sign read:
"This floor is here just to prove that women will never be satisfied."”

“ahhh yes, life is an adventure...”

“PERFECT WOMAN

An extraordinarily handsome man decided he had the God-given responsibility to marry the perfect woman so they could produce children beyond comparison.

With that as his mission he began searching for the perfect woman.

After a diligent, but fruitless, search up and down the East coast, he started to head west. Shortly thereafter he met a farmer who had three stunning, gorgeous daughters that positively took his breath away. So he explained his mission to the farmer, asking for permission to marry one of them.

The farmer simply replied, "They're all lookin' to get married, so you came to the right place. Look them over and select the one you want."

The man dated the first daughter. The next day the farmer asked for the man's opinion.

"Well" said the man, " She's just a weeeeee bit, not that you can hardly notice, but pigeon-toed."

The farmer nodded and suggested the man date one of the other girls; so the man went out with the second daughter.

The next day, the farmer again asked how things went.

"Well," the man replied, "She's just a weeeee bit, not that you can hardly tell, cross-eyed."

The farmer nodded and suggested he date the third girl to see if things might be better. So he did.

The next morning the man rushed in exclaiming, "She's perfect, just perfect! She's the one I want to marry!" So they were wed right away.

Nine Months later the baby was born. When the man visited the nursery he was horrified: the baby was the ugliest, most pathetic human you can imagine. He rushed to his father-in-law asking how such a thing could happen considering the parents.

"Well," explained the farmer, "She was just a weeeee bit, not that you could hardly tell, pregnant when you met her."”

“sex,

drugs,

&

rockin roll”

“Hey, I saved that quote (big freakin' surprise, LOL):

"Men think that women like guys who are dangerous. As a result, guys will often smoke cigarettes, drink too much, and ride a motorcycle without a helmet. Women don't like guys who are dangerous. Women want us to think that because women are trying to kill us.

-- Dennis Miller



(and mtn gal is really bacpac with a boob job)”

“Prowler”

“LOL”

“You don't think I want a man, do you??!!

I have girlfriends whose shoulders I can cry on.

I have girlfriends who LISTEN.

I have girlfriends who know when to offer a glass of wine and when to offer a pint of Ben & Jerry's.

I have girlfriends who know when to tell me to lose an unflattering outfit and when to tell me I look like a million bucks.

I have girlfriends to watch chick flicks with and I have girlfriends to hike with.

And then there's B.O.B. and a drawer of batteries.

Who wants a man? Who wants the extra laundry, the extra cooking, another child to pick up after, and kiss boo-boo's for? Who needs it?!

Yeah, I want a truck!

:o)”

“LOL!!! Good one, Sunny!”

“I have girlfriends who know when to offer a glass of wine and when to offer a pint of Ben & Jerry's.

I have girlfriends who know when to tell me to lose an unflattering outfit and when to tell me I look like a million bucks.

sunshine
06:54:01 PM
09/18/02

I tell ya, it is that mind reading thing. Men just don't have it.




Thank goodness.”

“nice boobs bacpac..”

“Thanks.”

“Would those be 'D' or 'C' batteries?

BB, your story reads like two lesbians on the downloop. You dropped the ball didja'? Freaked her out didja?? That last phone conservation was basically her telling you not to call. If you're looking for nooky you got to strike while the moment is right. Create it and work on closing the deal. Don't send mixed messages. There was only one that had the attraction here. You either misread or she mislead. Its a noble effort to try to figure out what took place and the reasoning behind it for future endeavors. Too much of that and you'll really sound like a pennyloafer.
Think about!! How many guys have girl -friends that they can hang out with? A woman you could talk too like you would your guy friends. It almost would beat winning the lottery to have that one for a mate.”

“I'm still thinking....





Are we supposed to all want the same thing? I thought that we were supposed to be unique, individual and special.”

“Women expect men to know when it is time for ice cream and when it is time for wine. The problem is that they confide in their girlfriends, but put up a front with men. The girlfriendss are getting all the correct signals. The guys are often getting the opposite. See I thought Sunshine didn't like me, but now I think she may have been asking for wine.

I find it ironic that some of the women here are recommending the direct approach. Men are usually more direct. It is the women who will not ask. Exceptions to every rule, but many women expect you to know what they are feeling/thinking without telling the guy.”

“Bacpac keeps harping on the whole mind-reading thing. Do you want to know the history of the whole mind-reading thing?


Way, way back when, at a time when bacpac was a young man (I'm thinking ice age here), women all over the earth used to pour out their hearts to their men. After a few minutes, they would hear those really annoying sounds. You know the ones....

ZZZzzzzzzz...squa squa zzzz zzzz zzzzzzzzzz....

The women decided that it was far less insulting to women to just expect the men to read their minds. The results were the same anyway.”

“when we figure it out,
well let you in on it!

OK?”

“The answer is:

mail order brides

- they'd be happy just to see a truck
- no speaky engish
- having a roof over thier head not made of a combination of grass and straw, will make them all the more appreciative of thier situation.
- They won't be able to read cosmo, or those other pointless female magazines that perpetuate the confusion of women.
- They never heard of "The View" or Rosie.
- Having a "Jay" come home to them has to be much better than a vodka drunken "Boris"”

“You laugh about that last point, but a buddy of mine tried the "Russian bride" route, and one of the top requirements of those women is that the man either not drink at all, or not very much.”

“There was an article in the local paper about how a lot of these "Russian Brides" come over here and find out that they are basically the property of a pimp who trucks them around the state to go go bars and hotels. These women are pretty desperate to put themselves out as a mail order bride.”

“I mean that they must be pretty desperate, if they are willing to take that risk.”

“Screw the Russians, I'm aiming for Malaysian.”

“Well, my friend went over there. He ended up going to the Czech Republic as well, and met a nice girl from Prague, and they're married now.”

“Someone just emailed me this:

4 Secrets to a Happy Marriage

1. It is important to find a man who works around the house, cooks and cleans, and helps care for the kids, and who makes money.

2. It is important to find a man who loves to spend money on you, and show you a good time.

3. It is important to find a man who's good in bed and who loves to have sex with you.

4. It is important that these three men never meet.”

“Foot massages and yes, mind reading.”

“i knew you were gonna say that violin....”

“I have asked her so many times...but my wife has no clue what she wants, she just knows that she doesn't have it. And that it is my fault.

(This is only partly tongue-in-cheek. I think she has realized that it is not my fault. She just forgets sometimes, when she's upset.)

I could write a book....”

“other then just sex.

do you have a clue?

does anyone know what they really want?
dont we go through life looking for that perfect thing (trail, partner,that perfect moment in time)?
so why should woman be singled out?”

“I WANT A CUP OF COFFEE!





I bet you all knew that.”

“All a man wants is to have a have a harem of ever-changing, beautiful, genetically diverse women to wait on him hand and foot for the rest of his long and healthy life.


Is that so much to ask?”

“The coffeemaker is on the counter, Phaedrus. Help yourself.”

“Umm... No, lyndy. A woman should get it for me. You're not understanding.”

“She can't read your mind, you know!”

“What do women really want?







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half







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half of what?







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everything.”

“The sun will come out...
tomorrow..”

“and what deal is that?
to feed you in bed
to rub your toes after a hard day at work?


ok what about your deal?
I want to come home to a home cooked meal after I work 8 hrs also.
then take care of the kids by feeding them, helping out with homework, getting them into there baths, getting there clothing cleaned and put away, getting there clothing ready for the next day, driving them to all of there extra after schoolprgrams.
i'd like my toes rubbed after standing on them all day.
then you want sex? is that all?
so who is right and who is wrong?

or are we both winning or are we both losing?

should this not be a give give take tak situation?


(this does not reflect my own life)"”

“LOL, Lyndy! i have an embarrassing story about that song. when i was about middle school age, i had to do a ballet dance to it (some retarded Broadway theme). my teacher thought it would be great if i did this cool motion like rolling dice (in a ballet dance??) when the words "bet your bottom dollar" came on. when i did it in the recital, everyone totally cracked up! turns out, the motion i was doing looked like...something else. ugh...i thought i'd never live that one down!
:-D”

“A rich man who can afford a plastic surgeon.”