I work in tech. No one cares about my updates to the client SDK. It would make for boring dinner conversation and it’s not like there is office gossip…I work from home. Do you want to hear about my chat about updates to the corporate PPT deck to illustrate the new logical flow of connectivity? Because marketing was on that call and they didn’t care either.

Not all of us are Geralt of Rivia.

“How was your day, sweetie?”

“Hmm…” grunts

I've already lived my day I have no desire to relive it.

I got bullied by other kids and manipulated by adults when I was a kid because of what I told them about myself. I learned be to highly selective with what I shared about myself to people who could make things difficult for me.

And yet I see so many comments about how men drone on and on about their day and don't even ask how their SO's day went. Apparently groups of people with an easily identifiable trait are actually individuals - who knew? I wonder if Boomers also aren't all the same. Maybe even Gen-Xers! What an insight - best day ever!!!

You know that scene at the beginning of Star Trek IV when Spock walks up to a computer terminal and it's asking him rapid fire questions about philosophy and chess and bovine dentistry and he's instantly acing them all and then it asks him "How do you feel?" He doesn't say a single word, he fundamentally doesn't get the question.

And then he goes on an epic time travel adventure with his best friends, chokes a punk on the bus, mind melds with a pregnant whale, and saves the fucking day.

And then at the end of the movie, he says "Tell my mother I feel fine."

That's how it works.

This is one generalized stereotype that fully applies to my wife and me.

My chronically fatigued AuDHD ass barely has the mental energy to finish listening to her stories, much less somehow taking my internal state and synthesizing that into human speech.

Fortunately, the upside to her being the extrovert is that she maintains our relationships with friends so that I get to have a normal-looking existence.

I remember reading about this in a couple's book, and I'm paraphrasing.

Men have been conditioned to rethink about events in terms of its conclusion.

Women have been conditioned to rethink about events in terms of the moment-to-moment.

So often, our answers are like... "eh it was fine."

We have to be very careful when listening to a story. Any slightly wrong reaction, and all the anger felt toward Joanie in Accounting can be instantly redirected against the listener. It's a tightrope walk.

I mean what more do you really need to know?

That's because men are rarely listened to.

Not fair, sometimes I'm not hungry

Welp, personally I spend my time either working 12 hour shifts to keep shit limping along or recovering from said 12 hour shifts, doesn’t exactly generate a lot of titillating anecdotes, unless you want to hear about my asshole boss who calls everyone into a meeting to tell us that we’re all replaceable or how much I hate Optane, and nobody has consented to that so far

And the moment men share everything, women are all "over sharing gives me the ick. I just want a man who will do as he's told"

Same, heart still beating.

This is divisive content that uses stereotypes to incite gender wars. I hate it. I want it to go back to reddit. If this speaks to you personally in an annoying way then I suggest dealing with those particular people that annoy you and leaving the billions of others of that gender out of it. This is gender war bullshit.

Does this bot only post in couple memes and mod couple memes?

Blocked.

I'm pretty sure you can't confirm that I was alive today.

But, I am alive. Right this moment, that could be a big deal. I have a mysterious blood disorder that one of the best hospitals in the world (Massachusetts General) can't figure out.

It's work. It doesn't deserve to be talked about. It is done and forgotten.