The Male Code

“All plans between men are tentative. If one man should suddenly have an opportunity to pursue a woman it’s like these two guys never met each other ever in life. This is the male code.”

I watched an episode of Seinfeld last night in which Seinfeld said the above. I tend to think he accurately captures single men pretty well with the quote, but the code needs some explanation because it makes us all sound like inconsiderate skirt chasers.

Contrary to what most men say, most of us want to be married. There is something within us that drives us to seek until we find. From what I understand, our track record isn’t the greatest regarding what we do after we find, but that’s a topic for another day. But since most single guys desire marriage, we are always painfully aware that time is passing us by, and therefore we are continually hoping to find a compatible women. When we think have, she becomes our focus. When we call “the guys” to let them know what’s going on, there’s no need to formally break plans because, as Seinfeld said, they were tentative anyway. The guys get that. “Go! Go!” they say.

As for the skirt chasers charge, there’s a segment of the male population that is always going to be about the conquest for the mere sake of it. But I really don’t think that’s the case for most single guys over 25. Of course, I’m not saying that a beautiful woman in a skirt doesn’t catch our attention. She does. But deep down, what most of us really want is to meet a woman who understands us and who doesn’t tear us down who hopefully finds some quality in us attractive enough to want to make a life together.
So, for most of us, the male code is all about wanting to get married. Really, it is.

Bad Excuses for Not Blogging

1. Divided blogging attention. Who has just one blog any more? I’ve nearly lost count of the number of blogs I either run or write for. It’s still fun though.
   
2. Divided life attention. If there’s a worse multi-tasker alive, I’d like to meet him. And the scary thing is, I’ve improved in the last couple of years.
   
3. It’s the middle of baseball, NASCAR, and tennis season and I follow all three sports extensively. Who can blog when he’s busy watching his favorite sport(s)? Well actually I can blog while watching sports, I just tend not to.
   
4. Netflix. I have more than 100 movies in my queue right now. You can’t blame me for wanting to get my money’s worth can you? And if I’m getting my money’s worth, something’s gotta give.
   
5. I’ve been working on my farmer’s tan (somebody has to since it’s a dying practice). Well, I haven’t really been working on it, per se, but I need to work on it.
   
6. I’ve been busy convincing everybody who hasn’t tried Twitter to do so. It’s not easy convincing people that not everybody is writing boring tweets about what they are putting on their hamburger at lunch.

The Pharmacy

So I'm sitting in a pharmacy waiting room. It's one of those 24-hour pharmacies that seem to always have people waiting for meds. I haven't been to this one in a while but every time I'm here it is choas. I have no idea how it stays in business other than the fact that it's only one of a couple of 24-hour pharmacies in the city so everyone just tolerates the madness.

There's a guy sitting next to me. Sounds like he's recently been diagnosed with Diabetes. I know his look of confusion and I hear the uncertainty in his voice--the same confusion and uncertainty I had when I was diagnosed with it last October. A clerk behind the counter goes to pick out his lancets and test strips toward the front of the store and she returns with two boxes in her hands.

"Are those the smallest needles you've got?" He asks as she walks by him on her way to the cash register.

"I have no idea," she says. "You'll have to ask Ginger." Ginger is nowhere in sight and she doesn't apprear to be coming his way any time soon.

The man is currently talking to another clerk who seems equally as lost. The lost leading the lost. That's how it is in the land of the 24-hour pharmacy.