There are many differences
between men and women both physically and physiologically as you might expect,
I mean if we were identical it would only cause a lot of confusion although it
would make religion a bit easier. There
is however one thing that is the Achilles heel of every single man in the world
irrespective of whether he is a rock climber,
musician, nuclear scientist, mechanic or a Patagonian goat herder. It is
something that men fear more than any other thing, and yet women don’t
understand why and will often look indignant and shake their heads as a chap
desperately tries to find any reason he can not to undertake this particular
task. It is said that men have gone to war and fought to the death rather than
face this; on the face of it simple task, that they are often asked to do by
women in particular. Enticing their
chaps with erotic clothing or bacon butty’s or whispering rude things in their ears. But chaps will seldom do this terrible thing even when enticed with a
half naked woman holding a hot bacon butty with fried onions and brown sauce
made with a lightly toasted freshly made bap with loads of butter.
So it was with some
trepidation that I started the day knowing that one of the tasks of the day was
this mans greatest fear, although luckily I had enough other things to do to
avoid starting. In the end though I had to face mans nemesis and with the
appropriate implements to hand I set too. But then I had to stop as it was time
for our evening meal and I am now too weary to start again, and tomorrow I am
busy and on Wednesday, in fact it will probably be the weekend now before I
have to face this terrible thing again and carry on with the terrible task of
putting up shelves.
