Easy, women find imperfection in everything and thrive on being unhappy about it. They'd probably spend the first 2-weeks arguing with the robot about where to go to dinner.
After years of R&D, they would discover that the robots only have to say three things, "I'm sorry.", "You're right.", and fill any pause in the woman's talking with "uh,huh".
Women will get together in competitive, complaining sessions to assert how inattentive and incompetent their respective robots are.
Meanwhile, the men will be out jet-skiing, drinking beer, shooting, and wondering why their father's had so little free time.
Oh, the horror! All the arguing about where to go to dinner. And the chattering that we women do. You poor men. How difficult life is for you! LOL.
Excellent post.
You know the respective genders well.