There are a few reasons that it is better to be a man than a woman;
same work more pay, pee standing up (this is not strictly a male
ability but it definitely is better aimed), not menstruating or
getting pregnant and many others. The best thing about being a guy
though is that you are not constrained by society, or cultural mores,
or good manners to listen politely to random dudes, dates and lots
of men in general lay down some sweet unsolicited wisdom on you. It is one of my
favorite hobbies to go to restaurants, museums and other date spots
and eavesdrop on guys wading into the areas of their expertise, or
their pretended expertise, and trying to impress a girl. It is often
painfully awkward and hilarious. Now that I have set up the background for why I think super-genius guys are pretentious bumbling
a-holes let me tell you how I got my self in deep being trying to be smart, when I was talking to a rock climbing legend. After I had fallen from about seven
mighty feet from the ground and was disentangling myself from rope
and harness a girl who looked a few years older then me and cute but
not sexy said it was too bad I had slipped because she thought I did
really well on the intermediate wall. Well, yes I did, thank-you miss and
may I compliment you most astute skills of observation. I thought
that, I didn't say that. I could have taken the condolence and
compliment graciously and talked to her about herself and saved
myself some embarrassment but what I did was take her passing
comments as an invitation to make a complete idiot of myself. I got
out of my gear went and stood by her watching the other climbers and
then I started holding forth on the various techniques and holds I
had used to make such an impressive run. She was beyond gracious and
attentive while I recounted my exploits for a good two minutes before
she said she regretfully had to run off to get ready. What she had to
get ready for was to win the women's professional competition. Her
name was Robyn and she had already won the world cup of climbing and
basically every other major competition in the world and I stood
there like a idiot telling her about climbing because I didn't take
ten seconds to ask who she was because I was so excited to impress
her with my vast knowledge of the sport. I was so embarrassed that it
helped to push some of the falling near the bottom shame to the side.
It was time to go home and stop being lame for one day.
