Memo To Men: Stop With The E-revelations. They’re Not Hot.

MEMORANDUM
TO: Men all over the planet
FROM: Your e-sounding board
RE: Your recent revelations
DATE: December 29, 2008

Have you ever noticed how guys suddenly become all introspective and deep behind the comforts of their computer? Get them in front of a keyboard and it seems they’ll spill their guts to you.

I wouldn’t have a problem with this at all if it wasn’t for one tiny little pesky, itching annoyance: These revelations are almost always about themselves with no discernable interest in you whatsoever.

Take my recent e-conversation (if you can even call it that, because, ooops, I forgot, a conversation is supposed to be a two-way street) with Crush Boy. I found out he recently got a new job. So like the nice girl that I am, I send him a congrats via facebook. He wrote back via email….

His reply (I just included the juicy part)?

I’m not so thrilled. My recent events just haven’t got me going. I’ve been in a rut. I’m sure to have some good days when I am able to get things going and figure out what I want to do.

Would he have said this to my face? Of course not, so I, maybe stupidly, sent him the following:

I agree with you – well, not about your rut! 🙂 I thought I’d jump right into my career after graduating NIU in 2005, but it’s taken longer than I thought. I do love my job as adviser to the college newspaper and my freelance work, but I do want to get to NYC someday and work for a magazine. That’s actually my dream job.

Melissa 🙂

Yes, I know. You don’t need to tell me. I shouldn’t have included the smiley, but what really mad me a little, well, sad, frankly? He never even had the gentlemanly instinct to write back. Apparently, I was just some sort of sounding board for letting off steam. So when he wants to talk about himself, that’s fine, but it’s just common courtesy to ask someone else how they’re doing.

And before you say it (oh, I know, you’re just like my family: no, he’s nowhere close to being my boyfriend, and no, after all these years, I don’t think I wish for him to be my boyfriend anymore….but, gosh, can’t a girl just gripe if she wants to?

My advice to men: Get a blog. We’re tired of being your Dear Diary.

xoxo,
Mel