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Previously on "Women doing it all not having it all"
I have to confess to not understanding these either - but that is probably deliberate. -always wondered why clothing and washing machine manufacturers couldn't get together and have bar codes on clothes label and bar code readers on washing machines - scan the items in as you load and let the machine work out the best cycle (and beep if you try to put coloureds in with whites )
She apparently doesn’t understand the washing machine controls, .
I have to confess to not understanding these either - but that is probably deliberate. -always wondered why clothing and washing machine manufacturers couldn't get together and have bar codes on clothes label and bar code readers on washing machines - scan the items in as you load and let the machine work out the best cycle (and beep if you try to put coloureds in with whites )
My latest partner is a lovely girl. I feel it’s quite a balanced relationship:
She apparently doesn’t understand the washing machine controls, which is fine, as she knows how to use the iron.
Likewise – she likes to cook and so do I. And neither of us likes to wash up. So whoever gets home first gets to cook and the loser has to wash up.
Neither of us likes cleaning the house, so we pay a friend of a friend to do it. Or leave it till it starts to smell.
After spending 20 years with a tidy freak I’m quite well trained – and she seems a bit messy. But that’s ok with me – I’m quite happy to stick her junk in the bin. No point moaning at her as it will just make her miserable and she’ll end up hating me (well that’s why I left the ex-wife).
She can’t drive so I’ve given her £20 a week for lessons to save me driving everywhere. She hasn’t crashed yet so it can’t be too bad. (That’s in central Brum – not the best place to start learning!)
I’m now helping her set up a business. Trouble is I hadn’t realised she doesn’t do maths at all. When I started talking about percentages and supplier price comparisons and working out optimum order sizes to get the best shipping rates she glazed over. But that’s Ok, if the business goes as well as it looks it might – she’ll be earning more than I do contracting and I’ll then stay home and look after the house and a bit of ordering and accounts admin for her. And I won't be complaining to a mens magazine about how my woman doesn't respect me.
There's something not quite right about your posts regarding your relationships. Are you related to Wilmslow?
I thought you were going to keep out of this thread? Get back in the kitchen and cook the man some eggs.
My latest partner is a lovely girl. I feel it’s quite a balanced relationship:
She apparently doesn’t understand the washing machine controls, which is fine, as she knows how to use the iron.
Likewise – she likes to cook and so do I. And neither of us likes to wash up. So whoever gets home first gets to cook and the loser has to wash up.
Neither of us likes cleaning the house, so we pay a friend of a friend to do it. Or leave it till it starts to smell.
After spending 20 years with a tidy freak I’m quite well trained – and she seems a bit messy. But that’s ok with me – I’m quite happy to stick her junk in the bin. No point moaning at her as it will just make her miserable and she’ll end up hating me (well that’s why I left the ex-wife).
She can’t drive so I’ve given her £20 a week for lessons to save me driving everywhere. She hasn’t crashed yet so it can’t be too bad. (That’s in central Brum – not the best place to start learning!)
I’m now helping her set up a business. Trouble is I hadn’t realised she doesn’t do maths at all. When I started talking about percentages and supplier price comparisons and working out optimum order sizes to get the best shipping rates she glazed over. But that’s Ok, if the business goes as well as it looks it might – she’ll be earning more than I do contracting and I’ll then stay home and look after the house and a bit of ordering and accounts admin for her. And I won't be complaining to a mens magazine about how my woman doesn't respect me.
To be fair, my husband did put up some shelves in 2003. And just this year, he fixed the bathroom light switch. He also drives his own car through the car wash.
There's a surprise women moaning in a poll about how little men do because they are focusing on what they have done and not on what their partner has done. Did they ask how much time the women of the house spent putting up shelves, cleaning the cars, mowing the grass, washing the really greasy pans with the metal scourer (that a man must have invented once we finally got round to doing washing up), investing the pensions, sorting the house and car insurance, fixed the fence, painted the outside of the house, and inside, fixed the washing machine pipe from leaking, finding the best deal for the next family holiday, getting the PC working again after they "must have pressed something in internet explorer", wired up the TV and trained the family how to operate the Sky/Virgin/AV amps and projector/hifi streaming mega system, and lastly carried all the heavy shopping from the car. Nope. Not a biased survey then? I'm not saying that women don't do any of this, but in typical houses holds - and I'll qualify that by meaning - most people I know or talk to - this is usually the case that men do all of the above. Or did they ask how often the man comes home and listens to their partner bitching about who said what at work and says - damn honey that's terrible - I'm glad I don't have to put up with that (sincerely).
To be fair, my husband did put up some shelves in 2003. And just this year, he fixed the bathroom light switch. He also drives his own car through the car wash.
Bloody women, it was better in the days when they were back in the kitchen, doing all the household chores, dinner, cleaning. Stuff they were more suited to. And when you got bored with them, you kicked them out and got a younger, better model in.
Nowadays, when there someone holding up the traffic, it's always a batty woman wondering if she left the iron on instead of pressing the right pedal down harder. Or if there's a cockup in your planning permission, it's some stupid bird in the council who's on her 80th sick day because she too stressed with having to do things, like thinking or counting, for instance.
And of course, women lawyers who insist that the wife gets everything in a divorce because of her oooman rights, how the poor flower would be a waif and stray and needs so much support and sympathy while the wicked husband must suffer because he's wicked, it's his fault, men can't be trusted, they're bastards, all of them, bastards, bastards, die die die die...
er, sorry, got a bit carried away. And breath...
"Shields up number 1...tactical.."
Nowhere near vitriolic enough. I think we can rule out HyperD as wim's sockiemaster.
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