I cook dinner every now and then just as a subtle reminder to my girl she's not doing something requiring a PHD in neuroscience every-time she turns the stove top on. I'd like to see her try and do half the shit I do at work nobody taught me how to do but myself. I wish I was not so misogynistic it seems to just grow the older you get. Women in committed relationships get lazy and seem to demand more and more praise for just doing normal household things. The spinsters friends she keeps up with are all delusional in their value from the superficial such as looks to the financial. My personal favorite to gossip about is a 5/10 looks with 200K in student debt, possibly has a drinking problem. She's holding out for the man who's a solid 8/10 and has a net worth no less than 500K.
In all fairness the fucked up gender roles have muddied the waters of what is and is not expected of men. The transgender issue and everything in between have made a "Man's job" "Man's role" unclear.
The classic car trouble trope like flat tire for example.
This literal fucking abomination has entitlement to post a 60 second rant on tiktok or some other brain rotting garbage, telling Men (just like him) they are not qualified to date a high value trans woman like him if they cannot change a tire, a task he is not capable of himself. For all unfamiliar with "Gorlock the Destroyer". This was one of the most SFW picture I could find. I couldn't find the video where he defines a man unfit to change a tire unworthy of dating him.
Now that gargoyle above could double as a Halloween character in a theme park. Same subject another thing men have to deal with is the "surprise tranny" in hookup culture. I won't condone going to bar and picking up some random 304, I don't even condone drinking. Lets say you've had a few drinks in a dark dive bar, loud music in the background and cut to 2 hours later after meeting someone who doesn't look like Megan Fox but not bad. You both Uber to your place still fucked up (please don't drink it worse for you than you are aware) and start fooling around. "She" goes strait for your cock keeps suspiciously keeping "her" clothes on and after 5 minutes of awkward fooling around, "her" suspiciously batting your hand away from "her" jeans, you realize it's not because it's that time of the month or a personal boundary thing, it's just a fucking man lying the entire time.
I have nightmares about this and I got out of the dating scene before this became a genuine concern. I'm horrified this has become a debatable thing to disclose to someone. Mostly Thanks to men like Keffals. Is he dead yet btw? Won't condone violence, I'll just say if I was a cop and some tranny came in with black eye and missing teeth knocked out the previous night, to file some kind of assault charges then gave me the same or similar story I'd simply ask "well, WTF did you think was gonna happen, you stupid faggot? It's debatable as rape what you did. Put some ice on your eye and stop this shit before the next guy actually kills you for pulling that shit"
Fucking horrifying.