I love my cigar too, but . . .
You started it, Bratch ;)
Posted on 07/31/2012 5:07:35 AM PDT by Sir Napsalot
A new study suggests that—no matter how platonic you imagine a relationship may be—every man you know but aren’t related to is trying to sleep with you. And what’s worse, they think you’re trying to sleep with them right back.
Yes, really.
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And while this unique insight into the male brain is troubling for male-female friendships around the world—including your insistence that you “stay friends” with all of your exes—the findings are much more disturbing when put into the context of the workplace. What about the platonic relationships you have with your male colleagues? Do male supervisors believe their female subordinates are in love with them? How does that shape corporate culture, the assessment of female employees and women’s advancement in the office?
(Excerpt) Read more at forbes.com ...
Hope springs eternal.
Reading the replies here has been interesting. While I don't doubt that temptation can cross anyone's mind, that's a far cry from EVERY man TRYING to sleep with every woman they meet and thinking that all those women are TRYING to sleep with them right back.
People may THINK about it and maybe even want it, but TRYING like the article says? I don't think so.
Sleep? Nah, you can sleep when you get home; just send the next one in on your way out.
I recently ran into the exact opposite situation. I was at a conference where one of the break-out sessions was "So, what to do now that you've reached the middle of your career." I thought that sounded interesting, so I wandered over to the room. I was the oldest person in the room by at least 15 years (I'm under 50), including the speaker, who might have been 30. Room was completely filled with Gen-Yers, all complaining about their bosses not taking them seriously. I wanted to stand up and say, "maybe it's because you're 27 years old, and you think you're already at the middle point of your career." I just got up and left. It's amazing the dichotomy, where they want to be treated like they're mid-level management, but they still want to be on their parents' health insurance plans.
That’s amazing, “middle of your career” in your 20s. A very compressed time horizon. On the other hand, maybe they’re on to something ... we could all be boiling kudzu and fighting off zombies before they reach maturity!
Research for this? DUH, the answer was obvious to begin with.
How the heck do you think I met my wife (27 years in October)?
Given that they are likely to be laid off by age 40 unless they have climbed the ladder above a certain level, they may be right about that.
I’ll be in the middle of my career at 28. Depending, of course, on whether the approved retirement is still 20 years by then.
Like your uncle Russ, you could be in the middle of your military career quite early in life, but when you retire at 38 (O ne Zot ;-), you’ll start something new. You probably won’t find your CG retirement pay is all the income you need, unless you go for “beach bum in the Philippines” or something else in the “no electricity or running water” genre.
Singapore is very expensive.
Well, I like the Philippines, and I think I would like the Turks better. I understand they speak English there instead of Spanish, Japanese, Malay. My Malay is even worse than my Spanish.
Besides, I don’t know what kind of shape the Coast Guard will in in 10 years from now. Or 20.
The TexaLaHoma Oil Bloc will need Coast Guardniks, on the Gulf and for internal waterways, and you were born there.
English-speaking places like the Bahamas or the Turks are really expensive, but you could go into law enforcement, public or private, with your credentials.
I was thinking about opening a bar maybe.
I will be tired of law enforcement in 17 years, most likely.
So I take it then that the women that these guys are sleeping with are simply “mirrors”. To which demographic do the make up, fashion and vanity mirror companies most often appeal to?
Take a business degree, then. You’ll need it to successfully run a bar, even with your undisputed Coolness Factor, exponentially elaborated if your Uncle Rrrod drops in.
You could train Pat to be your bartender, and call it “Sheldon’s.”
I was going to do that anyway. My random credits don’t really add up to anything else.
Russ got his degrees in management, and so did Grandad. It’s a good choice for someone in the military, because beyond rock-bottom enlisted, you are doing Management. You’ll like it, especially if you approach each course with the mindset of “How will this help my bar on a tropical island be successful?” Take accounting and law seriously!
There was a gal in my office who put out signals to me and I was tempted until being promoted into management as her boss which quashed that idea.
I love my cigar too, but . . .
You started it, Bratch ;)
I’ve always thought that had a man-on-man oral sex connotation, rather than anything to do with women.
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