All Men are... and I take offence

I was at work the other day and in part to a conversation a woman said "all men are the same" which swiftly got my back up.

This age old metaphor that all men are knuckle dragging beer swilling football obsessed genital thinking Neanderthals.

Certain people think men would be starving living in there own filth if left on their own.

A man didn't create fire because he was to lazy to be bothered to rub a couple of sticks together, nor did he create the wheel as he was to busy fighting over which one was better the square one or the round one. 

This post might be the post that crucifies my blog, but this is me defining that all men are DEFINITELY NOT the same.

I know that men in general don't do themselves any favours, I have seen men which are an insult to the species.

First we have swilling my life away, with matted hair and the trademark nicotine stained fingers, the well trained beer belly barely covered by the last night’s TV dinner t-shirt bought ten years ago but in their eyes still fits, and sporting that oh! So strong perfume of week old urine on there what used to be grey jogging pants with just a hint of body ordure.

The man in question has a staple diet of liquid breakfast followed by a nice leisurely afternoon at his second home the local pub.

Next type of all men are the same is the undom aka ‘undomesticated and not going to change’ this is the man that can’t cook won't cook unless it goes ‘Ping’ or it has takeaway in the title. This man’s idea of cleaning is pushing last night’s takeaway cartons on the floor to make way for the new stuff he’s just ordered, his definition of laundry is if it smells clean it is clean or if he’s lucky enough mammy or his lass will wash it. The most famous undom that springs to mind is.

These are just a couple of examples possibly the worst two but the ones most women think of when tarring all men with the same brush. Could have mentioned the I’ll do it tomorrows and the cheats and liars but think there too obvious.

Now the type of man that most and I mean most women forget is Mr. Average, this man can cook using a real cooker does the laundry using the correct setting on the washer and is wise enough to separate colours from whites. He cleans house not to OCD standard but clean enough to be happy with, changes bedding and generally keeps himself washed and groomed. This man enjoys nights out with the lads and nights in with the missus he’s not a meathead nor a slob just a do anything for anyone average Joe.

Now the twist to my tale Is that everything in this post can be easily used as reference to women I know of women who think housework is something you squeeze in between Jeremy Kyle and neighbours and a balanced meal is chips, sandwiches or Greggs. I’ve seen customers at my work who look like they’ve just crawled out of a bin and some smell like it too.

Finally a lot of men and women choose to live as the types above, but the majority of people get into it through financial issues or just not knowing any better, so next time you look at someone and prejudge that all men/women are the same just take a step back maybe get to know that person and don’t just go off looks and face value.

And if you’re wondering yes I’m a Mr. Average I don’t strive to be above average, and will ‘I like to think’ never be below average.