Now, I wouldn’t want to establish this blog as misandrist – which I think I am in danger of doing if I post another blog ranting about men – but spare a little thought won’t you? We women put up with much stupidity, laziness and occasionally ignorance from our other halves on a daily basis, whereas we ourselves are, of course, practically perfect in every way…
Case in point, a story in this weeks’ Drapers magazine states; “[a] survey showed that men relied on their mothers to select underwear throughout their childhood and teenage years and then tended to be independent in their choice between the age of 19 and 36. This 17-year interlude was followed by a lifetime of neglect, as men relied on women to select and purchase underwear.”
Why!? Because we “enjoy” it? The same way that we “enjoy” doing the ironing? Oh no, this one boils down to one thing: lazy, lazy laziness!
Basically, what this research is saying is that men would happily strut around wearing the same pants that they bought when they were 19 (or 36), should someone not come along and take on the massive responsibility of, you know, dressing him! It’s a mother-son relationship isn’t it; the only other person a woman buys y-fronts for is her child, for Pete’s sake! (I bet Pete doesn’t buy his own either). I wonder how long it will be before men get us to give them a quick shave while they’re snoozing in front of the Sunday TV, too?! Forget about burning your bra’s, burn his bloody boxers if you really want some freedom!
Debenhams surveyed 1,000 men about their underwear buying habits during September and October. When asked “do you have any other questions” most replied “it’s our anniversary next week and I want to get her something…what size are you? She looks about your size…”