Men get to the point

Here’s how I arrange a lunch date with another woman. It usually takes six e-mails, maybe eight or 10. No one wants to be pushy. Do you have time for lunch? What day works for you? Where would you like to go? How about Il Bistro or La Tourette? Once we’ve settled on the details, we have a hard time with closing off. Great, can’t wait to see you again! Me neither! It’s been so long! Like chimpanzees picking the nits from each other’s fur, we express goodwill by stroking each other with exclamation marks.

Men do not consider such grooming necessary. Here’s how men arrange lunch. “Hey Fred, let’s have lunch. Next Tuesday at 1 at Il Bistro if that works for you.” “Good.” The end.

Men are direct. They don’t think emotions are all that interesting. Women are overly sensitive to emotions. We tend to get all caught up in process.

Sometimes I think that if Christopher Columbus had been named Christabel, she never would have discovered America. She’d still be in the harbour, making sure everyone was okay with it.