Cocktails

This weekend Bill and I have been invited to a very chic cocktail party. Well, to be more accurate - Bill was invited. His male friends accept me as Bill's friend and equal and they treat me wonderfully. Many of their wives on the other hand seem to relish treating me as the servant. When the hostess phoned to invite him he responded that of course we would love to attend. After a few moments he set down the phone, laughing as he did. "You should have heard the dead silence when I informed her that 'we' would be there. For someone who can so easily wrap men around her little finger you certainly do have quite the number of women who are not as impressed".

I haven't ever really understood this. I can see his single female acquaintances feeling that way, after all many of them have an interest in being the next Mrs Bill and I'm sure they see that he and I are very close - far closer than an employer/employee. But... I cannot understand why some of the married women are just barely less than hostile towards me. I am polite, sweet (ok maybe I'm a bit opinionated when it comes to political discussions but not nearly as opinionated as most of their husbands.)

This isn't really a new phenomenon. I've always had very very few female friends and tons of male friends. I always attributed it to the fact that I trust men more than I do woman but I realized recently it's that I trust my ability to read men more than I do my ability to read women. I can almost always tell what a man is thinking and what he's after but women are harder to read - much harder. I feel sorry for you fellas, really, because I think it's somewhat true when you say you can never figure out what some women want ;)

At any rate, this weekend I'm determined to go to this party and focus on charming a few of these women. How hard can it be if I really try? (grins - famous last words, huh? I'll let you know what happens. If nothing else maybe their husbands will save me if they attack ;)