[If you clicked on this to post to find scrumptious pie recipes, you are out of luck. I have never made an entire pie from scratch in my life. Actually, that probably means you need to be sending me pie recipes. Just sayin’.]
My first impression of most woman in a work setting is that they are very intelligent, but kinda flaky.
Being a woman, I realize there is a very real possibility other people are viewing me this way as well.
This could be why we won’t have a female president any time soon.
Although no one probably would have predicted that in 2008 we would have elected a black president either.
What I am saying is, don’t take your money to Vegas and bet on my predictions. But, I digress.
I have talked to my husband about this. I think women just have a lot more going on in their heads than men do at any one given moment. And I used to think this was just how my brain worked. That this was a sign I was going insane. But through exact scientific research (i.e. Facebook e-card jokes), I am beginning to think it is actually a gender thing.
Sample Female Brain (mine – 5 seconds): I need to remember to DVR that show tonight in case my mom wants to watch it. I wonder if there are enough diapers in the diaper bag. I wonder if there are enough diapers in the house. I wonder if I used up all my diaper coupons. I wonder if Meijer has a diaper sale this week. I wonder if the sale is for the big boxes, or the even BIGGER boxes. Will my husband fall asleep and not get to work on time? What are we going to do about our conflicting schedules next Thursday? What if I accidentally touch that Hogweed plant I heard about on the news that causes blindness? Is Hogweed more or less scary than Lyme Disease? And are killer bees still the scariest of all?
[OK. My anxiety might have crept in at the end. But I think the quantity of thoughts is accurate, if not the actual content.]
Sample Male Brain (my husband’s – 5 seconds): I wonder how that clock works. Where is the screwdriver?
SEE THE DIFFERENCE?
And I think this is why sometimes women come off as scatter-brained or flaky. Just because there is such a wealth of information racing through our heads, that it takes one extra second for the file hamster to grab the right index card of information while still running on the wheel in our brains.
We aren’t flaky because we can’t do the job, but we can do the job better because of it.