A Completely Ridiculous Thing I Used To Think About Women

Geplaatst op 11-12-2025

When I was younger, I had all sorts of theories and ideas about the opposite sex. Now a little older, I'd like to think I am a little wiser in my ways.

This is not to say I know more than I used to know, because while I generally do have a larger pool of knowledge than I did when I was say 22 or 23, it doesn't make a difference. The most important piece of information a man can learn about women is that he will never ever learn them entirely. He may know his woman, to a degree, but he won't know the entire gender, and the sooner he understands that, the sooner he can rid his mind of silly thoughts like this one I admit to having when I was younger.

When I first moved to New York, and still adjusting to making the city my home, I had a lot of out of town visitors. My supply of women within the city was relatively small, so for the first year, I occupied most of my weekends by entertaining the women I was involved with who lived outside of the city.

The Flawed Logic Of Patterns And Misconceptions

Airplane, train, automobile, it didn't matter. However they got here, I knew where she was staying. My place. Once she got here, we knew what we were doing. Each other. All we had to work out was the time she would get here, and for that, I had a rule too. Understanding women means connecting with them more deeply, not imposing arbitrary patterns based on assumptions.

The only time I let women from out of town come visit me was the first week of every month and the last week. Why? Because I assumed within the two middle weeks of a month there was an increased chance they were getting a visit from Aunt Flow.

I didn't base this off any knowledge I acquired from a book or a show I picked up on Discovery Health. This theory was entirely based on a repeated pattern I not only experienced firsthand, but heard about from other friends of mine.

Every time there was a woman who visited in the middle of the month, I or one of my boys, would always have to deal with the same problem. She couldn't do everything because her body had a red light. What she could do, she did so much of, by the time Sunday rolled around and it was time for her to leave, we hated that thing she did. Hated it!

Recognizing What Youth Taught Me Incorrectly

Of course, I realized much later this was absolutely one of the most ridiculous things I could ever conjure up in my head. Not only was the assumption unfair, it was unrealistic. To think women everywhere were in lock-step with one another and had timed their periods to happen at the same time, made as much sense as thinking one day the Easter Bunny and Santa Claus were going to collaborate on a holiday together and it would fall on my birthday. People don't change after relationships, but our understanding of them evolves when we abandon false theories.

Eventually I rid my mind of such a ridiculous thought, not because it kept on being proven untrue, but for an entirely different reason. I got tired of entertaining women on the weekends. These days I only do it from time to time, and only if I really, really like the girl. Expectations in relationships need communication, not assumptions made in ignorance. As for the scheduling of her visit, I no longer stipulate she can only come the first weekend of the month or the last weekend of the month. My only request is she plans the trip around the time she is most available.