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"Some. Those that do generally wake one morning after playing their oft-times cruel and always maddening head games with men for two decades, and wonder why, at the age of 42, single and childless, they're facing the second half of their lives all by their lonesomes. As far as they're concerned, it's never their fault."

You have apparently met my ex-wife. A more accomplished master of mental manipulation has never walked the earth.

All women innately possess the ability to play the "head games," but others are more adept at it. The really good ones - like your ex - are brutal.

I am 50 years old and work with a 25 year old. He was complaining about his girlfriend. He said that God must hate men because God invented [the female sex organ] and then attached it to the meanest animal on the face of the planet. I am also married. At the few parties we attend -- I hate parties -- I often find myself surrounded by younger, usually single, women. One time I asked them why they were conversing with me, a bald and, relatively speaking, old guy. Three of the five said they knew I was faithfully married and therefore "safe", i.e., they were having fun and knew I wasn't going to make a pass at them. The other two were married and said -- I swear this on a stack of bibles -- they were curious about a man that doesn't even think about running around on his wife. (I am well known in our circle of friends for my fidelity. I broke a guy's nose over the issue several years ago.)

And people wonder why I'm bitter...

"Some. Those that do generally wake one morning after playing their oft-times cruel and always maddening head games with men for two decades, and wonder why, at the age of 42, single and childless, they're facing the second half of their lives all by their lonesomes. As far as they're concerned, it's never their fault."

You have apparently met my ex-wife. A more accomplished master of mental manipulation has never walked the earth.

It seems that I've dated a number of clones of your ex... I've since categorized women into three types:

A) The vast majority, who have no use for me whatsoever.

B) A few, here and there, who don't mind having me as a friend, usually to complain about how badly their husband/boyfriend/SO is treating them.

C) 4 that managed to convince me that they were actually interested in me, who were evil, manipulative BITCHES from HELL, who used and abused me, then discarded me, although there was one who did manage to string me along for a number of years as a "friend."

And people wonder why my attitude of "I hate people in general, and women in particular" is still so strong, and I work 60-80 hours a week!

But I'm not bitter... NO!!!!

Mark