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What Irritates You About the Opposite Sex/Same Sex - Day 5

So - considering the fact that pretty much every person out there is different, this one befuddles me.  Just because you are male or female does not mean you will have the same characteristics that every person of that same sex has.

I know boys that are kind of slovenly and piggish - I know boys that are pristine in appearance.  The same with females.  I know males that are tight with a dollar, I know males that spend more than they make.  Same with females.

Those of the male species tend to be more reckless in some ways.  They do crazier things with their bodies and lives.  Just watching stupid videos you can see that.  Not that there aren't girls out there that would do the same thing, given the chance.   But, for the most part, those people who are doing stupid things that have them planting their faces against concrete, straddling poles at a high rate of speed or tumbling uncontrollably down a hill tend to have male parts.

The funniest thing about the fact that males do these crazy things is that men tend to think so much more logically than women.  Women think with their hearts a lot of times.  Men think things through. So - to have men putting life and limb on the line is kind of ironic.  But, you never know what is going to happen when adrenaline is involved.

That is my perspective.  You can't really judge something by a person's gender.  You have to be irritated individually.


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