Lesson one: When you’re going to be late and/or plans change, let your lady know. It’s not hard. It makes a difference. It shows you’re thinking of her.
Lesson two: You may not like America’s Top Model/I’d Do Anything/other random crap but she does. Watch it. Don’t complain. Think of all the wonderful things she does for you.
Lesson three: Try and remember the names of her friends. Nothing annoys her more than when she’s trying to gossip and you keep on interjecting with “Who? Was that the loud one with ginger hair.” No, it wasn’t. And even if it was, that’s not the point of the story.
Lesson four: Help make decisions. “I don’t know” is not a viable answer.
Lesson five: Do little things for her without her having to ask. If you’d like it, chances are, she would do.
Lesson six: The laundry fairy needs a break once in a while. Find out how the washing machine works and use it.
Lesson seven: The iron is your friend. You don’t like ironing your shirts? Don’t put someone else through the pain.
Lesson eight: Tell her she’s beautiful. Not “hot”, not “fit”. She is not a small pig – don’t call her “babe”. Unless she is actually royalty, never call her “princess”. If you have a pet name for her, use it. She’ll love the affection behind it.
Lesson nine: Drunken smelly boys aren’t fun. If you’re in a state, do her a favour. Sleep on the sofa. Really, she’ll thank you.
Lesson ten: You can look at other girls. You can even flirt. It ends there. And if you do flirt make sure you set the boundaries.
Congratulations. You are now ready to graduate to almost-there human being. Advanced course taking bookings now.
dudess, what? number 2 can be scrubbed! and number 3!! but I love number 5 and 10 and FOUR DRIVES ME MENTAL WHAT IS WRONG WITH SOME GUYS!!!!!!??!?!?!
ha, as you were…
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Yes. Yes and double yes.
Two and three must be personal ones then peach. I wrote this is a fit of pissedoffness last night. Feeling a bit guilty about it now but hey-ho, it stays.
Yes, yes and double yes to me or to peach’s comment deutlich?
Erm…anyone fancy a pint?
Yes please Mister Wibble
I’m not trying to get at men you understand. I’m not becoming a ball breaking feminist but sometimes you lot REALLY annoy me.
Oh yes to all these, especially number 3! My ex was always mixing up the names of two of my closest friends, and it drove me crazy. It makes it seem like they just don’t listen, or care.
I’m shocked.
You’ve got friends with Ginger hair??!!!
teabelly – hello. I’m sure they do care really (they’d better!) but if we can make the effort to know the difference between Matt who he went to Uni with and Matt who he went to school with then they should be able to make the effort with our friends!
Murph. Shocking. I know. But hey, what can I say, I’m a nice lady
Lesson two: You may not like America’s Top Model/I’d Do Anything/other random crap but she does. Watch it. Don’t complain. Think of all the wonderful things she does for you.
AMEN
Lesson three: Try and remember the names of her friends. Nothing annoys her more than when she’s trying to gossip and you keep on interjecting with “Who? Was that the loud one with ginger hair.”
Or, “is she the big girl?” Amen.
Lesson five: Do little things for her without her having to ask. If you’d like it, chances are, she would do.
An email conversation between me and the boyf yesterday.
Him – Thanks for setting that thing up, it was really helpful.
Me- That’s ok. You can buy me a present if you want.
Him – Like what?
Me – Chocolate.
Him – From where?
Me – Chocolate shop.
Commmee onnnn…do I have to spell it out?
Oh yeah, amen.
I’m ok on all those apart from numbers two, three, five and nine.
I’m well chuffed.
Terence – I hate to bust your bubble but two, three, five and nine and some of the most important!! Must try harder.
Jo – men really don’t get it, do they?
Damn I hate “I don’t know” answers!
P.S. I really enjoyed this post. Could you print it out, laminate it and send it to my boyfriend? Thanks.
freeandflawed – no problem
will lend you the copy my boyf has 
A slight addition to No. 5: why oh why won’t they do thing when you ask them to? He forgets! Just reeks of “I don’t care about you”.
And one of my own personal rants: please call her. It makes her feel good, even if you don’t see how.
Amen to that Terry. (and hello by the way)
I don’t think men mean to forget (in their defence) but it does make it all the more joyous when they actually remember something for a change!