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Living With Difficult Women [Tuesday, Period 5]
"Welcome back," Max began without preamble. "I'm sure all of you are getting tired of these introductory classes and actually looking forward to learning what we're here to learn." He grinned and shrugged. "Unfortunately, there's one last day of the boring set up stuff, but I promise that we'll really get going next week."
He looked around, face going serious. "I would like to think that last week's activity made it clear just how important trust and confidentiality are for this course, but in case anyone's still not sure: we will be discussing personal issues in this course. Some of those issues may involve other students who are not in this class. I don't care. You will not discuss the things shared with you in class with anyone outside of it."
"Anyone who violates the trust of this class... well, let's just say that I shall be very... displeased. And there will be... consequences." It was possible that some people would be surprised that Max could manage to be fairly intimidating when he wanted. It probably helped that he was so huge.
"Anyway," he announced, grinning again, "on with today's activity. Which I'm sure you'll all be excited to know involves sharing about a difficult woman in your life." He looked around, eyes pausing on some of the more difficult women in the class. "All of us have at least a few. That's how life is: you know enough people and some of them will be difficult to deal with." And if it turned out that most of those difficult people were women? Well, that's just how the world worked.
When you were Max, at least.
"I'll begin, both so that you'll see what I'm talking about, and so that you'll have an idea of where I'm coming from. Now, like many of you, I'm sure, I know plenty of difficult women. So choosing just one isn't exactly easy. However, there is one I can think of who would be particularly illustrative." Max paused to collect his thoughts. "Back home I have a good friend who has a woman. Well, that's an oversimplification. It might be more accurate to say that the poor guy is completely besotted. Not that this is all that unreasonable. She is an extremely attractive, intelligent, and competent woman, after all. Unfortunately, she knows it. And she always thinks she's right." Somehow the irony of the fact that Max also thought that wasn't something he picked up on.
"The basic problem is that because my friend loves her and spends as much time as he can with her, I actually can't just avoid her. This means I must find ways to deal with her aggravating surety and annoying tendency to be right all the time." That was the worst part. She always got to shoot him those 'I told you so' looks. "And that's what this course is about: teaching you the techniques you need to live in the sort of world where there are impossible women and you can't just avoid them. Because it turns out that there are techniques which allow you go get along with them in one form or another, and that's what you're here to learn."
Max looked around and pointed to someone at random. "You're next."
He looked around, face going serious. "I would like to think that last week's activity made it clear just how important trust and confidentiality are for this course, but in case anyone's still not sure: we will be discussing personal issues in this course. Some of those issues may involve other students who are not in this class. I don't care. You will not discuss the things shared with you in class with anyone outside of it."
"Anyone who violates the trust of this class... well, let's just say that I shall be very... displeased. And there will be... consequences." It was possible that some people would be surprised that Max could manage to be fairly intimidating when he wanted. It probably helped that he was so huge.
"Anyway," he announced, grinning again, "on with today's activity. Which I'm sure you'll all be excited to know involves sharing about a difficult woman in your life." He looked around, eyes pausing on some of the more difficult women in the class. "All of us have at least a few. That's how life is: you know enough people and some of them will be difficult to deal with." And if it turned out that most of those difficult people were women? Well, that's just how the world worked.
When you were Max, at least.
"I'll begin, both so that you'll see what I'm talking about, and so that you'll have an idea of where I'm coming from. Now, like many of you, I'm sure, I know plenty of difficult women. So choosing just one isn't exactly easy. However, there is one I can think of who would be particularly illustrative." Max paused to collect his thoughts. "Back home I have a good friend who has a woman. Well, that's an oversimplification. It might be more accurate to say that the poor guy is completely besotted. Not that this is all that unreasonable. She is an extremely attractive, intelligent, and competent woman, after all. Unfortunately, she knows it. And she always thinks she's right." Somehow the irony of the fact that Max also thought that wasn't something he picked up on.
"The basic problem is that because my friend loves her and spends as much time as he can with her, I actually can't just avoid her. This means I must find ways to deal with her aggravating surety and annoying tendency to be right all the time." That was the worst part. She always got to shoot him those 'I told you so' looks. "And that's what this course is about: teaching you the techniques you need to live in the sort of world where there are impossible women and you can't just avoid them. Because it turns out that there are techniques which allow you go get along with them in one form or another, and that's what you're here to learn."
Max looked around and pointed to someone at random. "You're next."
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