Rod and I were talking about willful ignorance tonight. You know, when people try to be stupid for the sake of being stupid. Like when a girl pretends to be drunk and stupid at a bar, but she only took one sip of a beer. It drives me batty.
As a strong women, I really despise women who try to hide how smart they are. ”Oh I don’t know how to use a screwdriver.” Listen here beyotch, you stick it in a hole and turn. It isn’t rocket science. If you can’t figure it out, you shouldn’t be allowed to reproduce.
Just like Rod’s ex-wife who can’t figure out how computers work – or how to send an e-mail – or how to read a bank statement – or how to pay bills – or how to wipe her own butt without asking for his help. How do you go 50 years through life not knowing how to do anything?
While I am a fiercely strong and smart woman, I must admit that I’m happy to be waited on hand and foot. Jason was laughing at me the other day because I was complaining about having to fast forward the DVR; I’m used to having others do that for me. No one would mistake this for thinking I’m not smart enough or strong enough to do it on my own. On the contrary, I’m smart enough to get people to want to do it for me without any manipulation or coercion.
I’ve written on here before how I get a kick out of those that underestimate me. I don’t play stupid; I just nod and wink and say “bless your heart”, and then run over them until their head spins. The truth is, men sleep with stupid women, but they marry the ones that are smart. Well, either that or they tire of her quickly and move on.
Lady or Not… Here I Come! is declaring war on willful stupidity. Though all my readers are brilliant, we shall henceforth call others out for choosing to have a head full of rocks.
Lady or Not… Here I Come!