Women POV
So I know there are some things you expect us to do. When we’re at home, you expect us to cook you breakfast, lunch, and dinner and then clean the house, laundry, and dishes. Also you want us to stay at home and take of the kids while you’re out working and earning an income for this house. When we go out, I have to dress up pretty and nice with a nice looking dress with my makeup and hair done. I would agree with everything you say and always support your ideas as I am your own personal cheerleader. I have to go to every place you want to go and you would not take no for an answer.
However, I want to be independent and be free to go where I want and hang out with who I want without having to make check up calls as if you’re my mother. I don’t want to stay coup up in the house and would rather join the business world and earn my own money. There are times where I dress in casual wear and leave my face free of makeup and be who I am. I would like to be able to join some of your guys’ only activities like basketball or videogames. You don’t need to go easy on me as I am pretty sure if you let me practice a little bit I can beat you in every round.
Men POV
Ladies, you expect me to be a gentleman, pulling out your chair and holding the door for you. Paying the bill when we go out to eat and sometimes paying your shopping expenses when we live together under the same roof. A personal bell boy, as I follow you around the mall, carrying all of your bags as you hit every store. Be on call 24/7 and listen on your worries and be there to support you. Your personal chauffeur to take you to places near and far even when public transportation is more convenient than driving. I have to be the one who initiates contact when I try to hook up with the girl I’m interested.
But you have to give me some leeway. I won’t always be your knight and shining armor to come to your rescue. I want to be able to leave my phones off as there are times when your rants seem pointless and ridiculous and your emotions are way off the charts for me to handle. Let me have some free time to myself to hang out with my buddies over a couple of bottles of beer. Accept me for who I am, even if I may be a bit sloppy and have a little bit of bad table manners when we go out to a nice place.
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