One day at work a coworker and I were sharing amusing stories about our relationships when another coworker walked up. He listened for a moment, nodded his head in all the right places, and then said, “Well, I tell you one thing. All I know is men, women, they were made in different ovens.”
“Yeah,” I replied, “Wait, what?“
“Men and women. They were made in different ovens.”
“What does that even mean?”
“Men, women. They are different.”
“Well, yeah, I get that. So why not, ‘men and women are cooked differently,’ or ,’at different temperatures,’ or something? Where’s this extra oven come from?”
“I just men they are different.” He’s completely right, of course. Continue reading
