Contrary to what many women believe, it's easy to develop a long-term
relationship with a guy. Of course, the guy has to be a Labrardor
retriever. With human guys, it's extremely difficult. This is because
guys don't really grasp what women mean by the word 'relationship.'
Let's say a guy named Roger asks a woman named Elaine out to a movie.
She accepts; they have a pretty good time. A few nights later he asks
her out to dinner, and again they enjoy themselves. They continue to
see each other regularly, and soon neither is seeing anybody else.
Then one evening when they're driving home, a thought occurs to Elaine.
She says: "Do you realize that we've been seeing each other for exactly
Silence fills the car. To Elaine, it seems like a very loud silence.
She thinks to herself: "Geez, I wonder if it bothers him that I said
that. Maybe he feels confined by our relationship. Maybe he thinks
I'm trying to push him into some kind of obligation."
And Roger is thinking: "Gosh Six Months."
And Elaine is thinking: "But hey, I'm not so sure I want this kind
of relationship either. Are we headed toward marriage? Toward
children? Toward a Lifetime together? Am I ready for that level of
commitment? Do I really even Know this person?
And Roger is thinking: "So that mean it was...Let's see...February
when we started going out, which was right after I had the car at
the dealer's which means... lemmee check the odometer...Whoa! I am
Way overdue for an oil change here."
And Elaine is thinking: "He's upset. I can see it on his face.
Maybe I'm reading this completely wrong. Maybe he wants More from
our relationship-more intimacy, more commitment. Maybe he senses
my reservations. Yes, that's it. He's afraid of being rejected."
And Roger is thinking: "I'm going to have them look at the
transmission again. I don't care what those morons say-it's still not
shifting right. And they better not try to blaime it on cold weather
this time. It's 87 degrees out, and this thing is shifting like a
garbage truck, and I paid those incompetent thieving cretins SIX
And Elaine is thinking: "He's angry, and I don't blame him. I'd
be angry too. I feel so guilty, putting him through this, but I
can't help the way I feel. I'm just not sure."
And Roger is thinking: "They'll probably say it's only a 90-day
warranty. That's what they're gonna say!"
And Elaine is thinking: "Maybe I'm too idealistic, waiting for a
Knight to come riding up on his white horse, when I'm sitting next
to a perfectly good person who's in pain because of my self-centered
And Roger is thinking: "Warranty? I'll give them a warranty!"
"Roger," Elaine says aloud.
"What?" says Roger.
"I'm such a fool," Elaine says, sobbing. "I mean, I know there's no
knight and there's no horse."
"There's no horse?" says Roger.
"You think I'm a fool, don't you? Elaine says.
"No!" Roger says, glad to know the correct answer.
"It's just that...I need some time," Elaine says.
There is a 15-second pause while Roger tries to come up with a safe
response. "Yes," he finally says.
Elaine, deeply moved, touches his hand. "Oh, Roger, do you really
feel that way?"
"What way?" says Roger.
"That way about time," Elaine says
"Oh," says Roger. "Yes."
Elaine gazes deeply into his eyes, causing him to become very
nervous about what she might say next, especially if it involves
a horse. At last she says, "Thank you, Roger."
"Thank You," he responds.
Then he takes her home, and she lies in bed, a conflicted soul
weeping until dawn, whereas when Roger gets back to his place,
he opens a bag of chips, turns on the tv and immediately becomes
deeply involved in a rerun of a tennis match between two Czech
players he never heard of. A tiny voice in his mind tells him
that something major was going on back threre in the car, but he
figures it's better not to think about it.
The next day Elaine will call her closest friend, and they will talk
for six straight hours. In painstaking detail they will analyze
everything she said and everything he said. They will continue to
discuss this subject for weeks, never reaching any definite conclusions
but never getting bored with it either.
Meanwhile, Roger, playing racquetball one day with a friend of his
and Ellen's, will pause just before serving and ask, "Norm, did
Elaine ever own a horse?"