Things You Read on Social Media
You people let men get away with so many nonsense.
On our Ovu’s wall, someone posted that she broke up with her boyfriend of nine months because he said it was disrespectful to ask him to participate in house chores.
On the two occasions that happened, she was sick on one of those occasions and she asked him to help her make noodles.
On the other occasion, they were running late somewhere (if I remember it correctly) so she asked him to do one thing like that.
He said doing chores meant he was being submissive to her. (Nigerian men will stain your white).
In the comment section, of course, people were telling her stupid shit like how men don’t love to be sent on errands, but if you cajole him, he will help you out.
One man even said that maybe she abused the “privilege”.
You people let men get away with so many nonsense.
You have to pacify, sing, dance, clap, sweet talk a man into lifting a finger at home? And you have to be extra careful not to do it so often lest he thinks you are taking advantage of the “opportunity”?
Women are not even serious. When we call out bullshit like this, men are the first to say “relationship is not a war zone”, but they’re the same people competing and fighting with the women they should be loving, every single time.
Same men that are screaming that they don’t want to marry liabilities (a liability in this sense being a woman without any means to contribute financially to a relationship), but would readily be a domestic liability to women.
How many young men now would date a totally unemployed woman? As in, no business, no job, no source of income at all. How many? Not to mention getting married to her. How many?
And they don’t even need to sweet talk and pacify you and pamper you into contributing financially to the relationship or home. They just simply ask you to. In fact, they actually expect you to.
And you women be falling over yourselves, trying to prove that you are indeed not a liability.
But when it comes to asking them to make themselves domestically useful, everybody expects women to pet them and romance them into washing a spoon, not forgetting to be grateful and in extreme cringeworthy cases, express your gratitude by coming online to post “guys guess what? My baby washed a spoon today. He is the best thing that ever happened to me”.
Abeg rest, Aunty rest in Jesus Name.
Zukwanikeee!