|The Girl Boyfriend
||[Oct. 22nd, 2007|02:37 pm]
Greetings Fellow Comstoks!
Caveat: I think once you get away from basic biology, many male/female traits are social constructs using two seperate gender descriptions for one behavior. Yet at the same time, I enjoy taking about the difference as much as anyone.|
The other day, I was laid up after dental surgery, wallowing in self-pity and pain. When I spoke to Deadend Margo on the phone, I was in a rather emotional state.
That evening, Margo came over straight from work. She was carrying a huge boquet of flowers and was dressed her preferred work outfit of pants, jacket and big clunky shoes. She strode in but the front door wasn't completely ajar and it banged her arm and she growled "Goddamn motherfucker!" while thrusting out the flowers.
"Wow," I said, "You are my Girl Boyfriend - swearing, strong and carrying pretty things meant to placate my high maintence ass."
I haven't yet fully worked out the concept of the Girl Boyfriend (and conversely, the Boy Girlfriend), but I think many of you out there could run with it. One doesn't have to be a jeans and boots type to be a Girl Boyfriend, just be the dude (by normative standards) in a romantic transaction.
So far I've noticed one telling moment: If you've thought or said, "God, quit being such a bitch." when dealing with him, you're a girl boyfriend.