A good rant is cathartic. Ranting is what keeps me sane. They always come from a different place. Take the prime minister, for example. Sometimes when I rant about him, I am angry; other times, I am just severely annoyed - it's an important distinction. - Rick Mercer
Back to the thread....where might one find a guy who doesn't want kids? I have no maternal instinct at all, and that's a deal-breaker for a lot of guys. Granted, give it enough time and my only options will be divorcees in their 50s or 60s who have kids with their first wife, so they won't care if I don't want kids. Oh well.
I dunno. I tried putting on my online dating profile in clear language that there is a high probability that I will never, ever want children, and that if that is a priority they should move on, but it seems like half the men who contact me don't read the profile and the other half believe I'm just kidding when I point out that their profile says they want kids and I don't.
I think they only look at the pictures. Michiruwater must be pretty.
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But there is really no such thing as 'sick time' in my business as it is work done on deadlines. A dead-line can't be broken once its committed too barring death or accidental dismemberment and I expect my assistant to come through even if she gets a migraine, which she does on occasion, or a sudden flu. And she does. If I get sick, I still have to work. Fortunately I don't get sick, pretty much ever.
I've never wanted children, for the following reason (and yes, I'm a gay male):
To me, parenting is about the most important job one can have. I know myself well enough to know that I wouldn't be good at it. (Plus, I've never had any real desire to be a parent, so it all works out.)
"I hit him with my shoes... if he had given me the medal like I told him to, I wouldn't have had to hit him!" -- 8-year-old Rhoda Penmark in "The Bad Seed"
The ancient Egyptians worshipped cats as gods, and the cats have never forgotten.
All you people who keep poking at me with the sushi jabs....you're hoping I'm gonna pull out my left hook, arentcha?
The fastest thing out of New Jersey since Tricky Nicky in a Muscovian handbasket
The "you are missing out" philosophy almost cost me a friendship. One of my dearest friends in high school has a son (now grown), and every time we had a conversation, it was all about how wonderful it is being a mom, you just won't know until you have a child, I can't believe you don't want one, ad nauseum. The family holiday letter was a treacle-filled read of everything her darling did, way up until he was in high school, and she is a writer; let's just say these weren't shining examples of her ability. Thankfully we don't live anywhere near each other. Every call or email was always about how much I was "missing out" on. I basically avoided her for her for the most part. We are know Facebook friends and keep more in touch; however, I don't think she ever realized why I wasn't exactly going out of my way to keep in touch previously (you can't exactly say, "will you please shut up about your kid and stop telling me what I'm missing??? I don't exactly hold my vacations over your head and claim how much you are missing out on because your time and finances all went to having a child" as much as I may have been sorely tempted).
"Once you've skated together long enough, and you're really good friends, you can close your eyes, put your hand out and she's right there." Joe Dolkiewicz, 2011 US Novice Pairs Bronze Medalist
Some people are like that with their pets, too. My one friend one time (before having children) talked to me about her dog for almost 2 hours. I actually left her at the restaurant saying that I had an emergency. I was seriously going to stab myself.
Also before I had my son I would be SO BORED when my friends would talk about their kids or kid related topics. Like...seriously bored beyond belief.
Now that I am a mom, I could talk about my son all day if someone let me. I try NOT to talk about him with my friends who do not have children because I think back about my boredom during car seat discussions or formula, or how I thought it was weird that people talked about their kids poop...etc...but it is hard because my life revolves around him.
And every mother thinks their kid is special and the most amazing child ever and I have to crack up at the people who find this ridiculous. OMG it is their kid...what are they supposed to think? LOL
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But my cats are interesting! You would understand if you would just spend some time with them!
LOL! One year for work I made my co workers a calendar of my dog. I wonder what they were thinking.
ha! The funny thing is I really don't like cats! That would be funny if someone actually told me to spend time with a cat to see if I would change my mind.