Strap up, settle in and get ready for a rant. There are few thigns in this world that consistently bother me to the point of becoming so violently angry that I cannot be consoled by anyone. These are the times that I say out loud, “God damn it I want to punch a baby in the face right now.” Now, I don’t actually mean it but if a baby were to appear in front of me I would seriously consider it, and then immediately realize I can’t do that. Anyways, one of the things that enrages me to this point is having to change the sheets on my bed. Yeah, I know it’s kind of stupid but I finally found science to prove why it is I get so angry.
Here’s a study that shows when men do “womenly tasks” they see it as demeaning and rage-inducing. Granted, it isn’t the actual study but it gives me small justification for wanting to beat the ever-living-shit out of something when the fucking sheets won’t fit on the fucking mattress. Fuck.