Stupidest girlfriend/fiance/wife arguments?

[Shenlong]

My girlfriend got drunk and extremely pissed at me because I never go out to parties with her, and I'm always in my suite drinking and hanging out with my suitemates/whoever comes by. She says that I don't hang out with her enough, and that when we do get to spend some time together, i'm never actually paying attention to her. She then goes on to say that I can't trust her by herself at a party, and that guys hit on her all the time and it's getting hard to resist them. I say, "You really don't think I can trust you?" Her: "no, you should be keeping an eye on me."
Me: "[censored] that, we're through. If I can't trust you, i'm not going to go out with you."

I ignore her for the next 2 days, until I get an instant message saying that everything's her fault, she won't be so needy/clingy anymore, and she realizes that I don't like the parties at my school and won't try to force me to go to them anymore.

Cliffnotes: Women = psycho

[LetsHugItOut]

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Cliffnotes: You = winnar

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[MaxWeiss]

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The first thing that popped into my mind...

I was camping with my gf, one other couple, and 2 other guy friends. I didn't want the 2 guys to feel awkward if we were all coupley and left them out, so I was trying to hang out with them alot. Of course, my girlfriend felt neglected cause well, girls need far too much attention. Fast forward to the evening. At some point, one of my friends pulls out a combat knife and it was pretty cool. So us, being guys, we start throwing it into a tree, and its actually pretty fun. My GF erupts saying that I'm "hurting the tree" and that I would rather play with a knife and tree than her...I tell her that she can take the place of the tree if she'd prefer. She then takes my car keys and drives away into the night, with no drivers license, no cell phone, and in complete darkness. I sat down, smoked a cigar, gave her hell when she got back, and then had angry make up sex in the tent.

Needless to say I broke up with her right after.

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I (mainly yesterday) have been posting on the SciMathPhil a lot about denying the existence god, but you sir are truly a god among men.

I love it! ROFLMAO!!!

[Quadstriker]

Damn, ya'll get with some crazy bitches.

[Quadstriker]

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So us, being guys, we start throwing it into a tree, and its actually pretty fun. My GF erupts saying that I'm "hurting the tree" and that I would rather play with a knife and tree than her...I tell her that she can take the place of the tree if she'd prefer.

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This is my favorite so far.

[MaxWeiss]

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Sadly this happend a few more times and I broke up with her. Actually I think if i had just stood my ground a few times she would have stopped doing it and she was really great except for these random outburts. My friends called her the time bomb.

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Yeah, actually that's how chicks work. It took a huge paradigm shift (and a reading of now famous The Game) for me to realize this a few years ago. Chicks ALWAYS are sh.itting on you just to see if you have the balls to stand up for yourself. If you hold your own, they'll storm off, come back later and apologize, and then eventually stop doing it. It's messed up, but whatever.

[MaxWeiss]

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Unfortunately, you as the man are supposed to do all the things for her that she doesn't want to do, despite the fact that you also have to do all things for yourself that you don't want to do.

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I adamantly disagree with this (for most women). (Most) chicks want to be helped along with their independence, and they do it by trying to get you to make them. That is, she was actually asking him to tell her to do it herself. She may not be aware that that's what she's doing, but it is nonetheless what she was doing. The move there for him was to calmly explain (later, if she's too crazy at the time) that she is getting dressed anyways and sleep is important to him.

Women argue for the sake of arguing. They expect men to be men. Now that doesn't mean to be a [censored]-face but it does mean not putting up with bull-crap.

A man's job is NOT to do whatever the woman doesn't want, it's to do what HE WANTS, and he SHOULD WANT to be loving and helpful to her, but ON HIS TERMS. This is what women are looking for. And this "you go upstairs" things is BS and he will only become a doormat (who she will cheat on or leave) if he gives into crap like this. Be kind, be lovey-dovey, but BE A MAN, and DON'T put up with crap.

[Max Raker]

collegekid,

Man, i wish I had friends like you a couple years ago. Everything you have said has been dead on. When a chick gets mad at you, you have to ask yourself, is it really my fault? If you did something terrible, allright, ok, say your sorry, if not say [censored] off i did nothing wrong. I think the best advice is, treat your girlfriends like your guy friends, you'll never [censored] them over or anything, but if they give you [censored] for no reason, you'll give em hell.

[MaxWeiss]

I appreciate the thanks but I was completely stupid about women until recently. Somebody mentioned at some point that 2+2 should have a David Deangelo forum and I think that's an awesome idea and that many people would benefit from it.

[Farfenugen]

This one is lame compared to the horror stories you guys but its all I got.

Its my 21st birthday. I have planned for months to go out with my friends in a town called Baldwin outside KC. She has also agreed in advance to be my DD and take me back to KC as we can't stay at my buddies place because his parents are mutso type christians and wont allow a bunch of drunk people to crash there.

I had talked about going to Baldwin all day. Not a peep out of her.

30 minutes before its time to leave:

Her:I don't want to go.
Me:WTF!!!!111(literally)
Her: I just don't feel like it.
Me: Ok, well you can stay here.
Her: WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO HERE!
Me: I dunno you can hang out with my mom or something. She has been wanting to get to know you better.
Her: (cryiing now) I don't want to talk to your mom!
Me: I really don't care what you do but this is my 21st birthday and I'm getting [censored] up so you can come with me or stay here, and those are your options.
Her: Fine, I'm going with you.

Amazingly she has gone from tears streaming down her face to completely fine now.

So we go out to the bars, and some f'ing how, unbeknowst to me, even though she is not 21, she ends up getting drunk. I guess nobody carded her at the bar. So it becomes time to go home and my buddies and I say our goodbyes and part ways. I hand my girlfriend the keys and give her the directions, which aren't hard. "Go down this road to I-###, take a right there and it will take you to KC."

I'm majorly jacked up at this point so I pass out in the passenger seat. An unknown time later I come to for a second, look out the windshield, and see rows of wheat flying all around the car. It took me a few seconds to realize what was going on before I screamed, "Betsy, get back on the [censored] road!" She had gotten lost, freaked out, ran off the road, and was now plowing through a wheat field. She eventually get the car back on the road.

I start screaming at her to get her [censored] together. She yells back that this is all my fault blah, blah, blah. We are clearly lost amd by now she is completely useless and bawling. I realize I have to be the level headed one on my 21st and I see houses about 100 yards ahead.

I get out of the car and, walk up to a random guys house at apx. 3:00 in the morning, and ring the doorbell. I was half expecting some hillbilly to bust out the door and point a shotgun in my face. Actually the guy was really cool, told me he had definitely been in my situation before, and gave me directions back to KC.

We ended up getting back ok. She flipped out on me in the morning, I, who did not give a [censored] at this point calmly explained to her the many ways in which she had wronged me.

Her response, which is a classic line between me and my buds now that I have broken up with her: "Why do you have to be so logical all the time?"