Have
you ever looked at a man’s face when you decide to come out of a bag on
him?
Come out of a bag? For the uninitiated, that’s a colloquialism for
GOING APE SHIT.
It’s
that classic face that speaks only one sentence: “How did we get here?”
It’s
bewilderment with a touch of fear. He doesn't really know what you’re going to do next and it’s unnerving.
It doesn't matter the man’s nationality, race or creed. It doesn't matter if the woman is his mother,
his sister, his daughter, his wife or even a co-worker. If you go off
the deep end, seemingly out of the blue (but it’s never without cause, right?)
and present an emotional, irrational being that’s screaming her head off – and possibly
throwing things - you will see that face.
Men
like to fix things. It’s in their nature.
In this state, you cannot be fixed. You cannot be reasoned with. It’s like a hurricane or an earthquake…there’s
nothing for a mere mortal to do but wait it out and hope he’s still left
standing – with all of his appendages intact.
Next
time you have a meltdown in front of a man in your life, just take a second,
put down the candlesticks and turn your head.
Look
at his face.
See
it?
The
confusion? The trepidation?
It’s
in response to that wild look in your eyes.
It’s hilarious – but let’s just keep that between us, OK? If you start laughing mid-rant, the effect is lost.
Hopefully,
you don’t find yourself needing to put on the emotional fireworks show very
often. If it happens like Thursday night
meatloaf, then you've got more problems than I’m prepared to talk about right
now.
