Eheh, lately, it seems that more and more people knows about my blog. So, sometimes, I have interesting rants but dare not write ‘cos someone may think that I am talking about another one and someone tells another one and another one got angry and in the end I got it eventhough I am not talking about another one but someone else. Confused leh?
But heck, what’s 5xmom without the usual dose of errmmm….wise outlook on life? There are two types of women that I like to stay away from. Actually, I like to stay away from all women. LOL. They are sometimes really a pain. Agree or not?
The first one is those that is so meek and weak. They dare not form opinion, dare not bitch and just make lame, neutral comments when we bring up something worth debating about like political stuffs. I mean, if I talk to a guy, we would go into all sorts of extreme ideas and comments, have a good laugh over it and forget that we even ever said that. No bad feelings, nothing. But you know…some women will quickly change subject because they are afraid that God will punish them by just listening to me bitching about it.
Say, someone really stepped on my toes with her heels, I sure have the right to curse her if she walked off without a genuine apology, right? But Miss-Sked-of-God whom had seen my poor toe being stepped on, will cringe if I so much mumbled, “Cilaka, dunno how to wear heels, don’t wear lah. Stepped on my toe, pain like hell.” Because MSoG will think that it is sinful to talk badly about your neighbours. Duh. How lah to live if we have so much pent up anger?
And the second type of women are those domineeeering type. Fulamak, husband also she ordered around. Strangers around her also she ordered around. Like very clever like dat. Give order here and there, dunno what we do, also want to kepoh-kepoh. I used to have one ex-colleague like that. Niamah…I was so disgusted with her, I call her Queen Victoria. You know Queen Victoria? The one that looked like a frog?
Ok, I just remembered another type of woman that I absolutely cannot stand. The kind who works in a 9-5 meagre salary, low rank management level but mentang-mentang she is a working woman and I am a housewife, CCB will shout very loudly in front of an audience ‘HAIYAH…YOU HOUSEWIFE WHAT, YOU GOT PLENTY OF TIME LAH. NOT LIKE US WORKING WOMEN.’ And if that is not insult enough, they will ask you to do something mundane because .’YOU HOUSEWIFE WHAT, YOU GOT PLENTY OF TIME LAH. NOT LIKE US WORKING WOMEN.’ Blardy hell.
So, you meet any women from hell lately?