YOU ARE WHAT YOU ORDER!

I am 100% into that Male-Female, equality thingamagig and am all for that feminism B.S.  

A few things that will always remain FACT:  Men are better drivers than Women plain and simple.  Also, Women should should not be allowed to announce Pro-Sports unless they have ever dunked a Basketball or are willing to be Topless while doing so, just saying  

(Next week: I will weigh in on the Hot Mexican Reporter the NY Jets Made Cat calls at Inez gutierirz or whatever her name is. )

But I want to alert the world to a small situation I encountered that really knocked the male species back a huge step: It also taught me a big life lesson. 

A Male friend of mine and his girlfriend sat next to me at a wedding recently. When the female waitress came over to take our order he went first: "Stuffed Chicken and a Pinot Grigio". The waitress' eyes semi-rolled, implying:  "O.K that was for your lady friend, now what do you want, Sir". Then his girlfriend says during the awkward silence "I'll have the Steak, Medium Rare a Beer and a shot of Whiskey". My whole world stood still for a few moments: 

I thought "What the Fuck just happened" ? I looked at him with total disgust, not just my own, but for the whole entire Male Species. I already  knew then she wore the pants in the relationship, always wanting to watch sports and hang out late at night, all the while he wanted to cuddle, share feelings and be a Hugh Grant type.

 I was truly upset this was my friend. 

Since I am so loyal and would never DE-Friend him in real life, I spoke to him about this new dilemma. 

I let him know that there is no excuse for being a pussy in public. None. Not his supposed high cholesterol or he is on a diet crap. Man up. You are what you order! Have Tofu at home when nobody is looking. 

Lesson Learned: