The female mind

You know the scene; you go for a night out and head to a bar in the city centre. The music's playing, you can't hear your mobile phone and come the morning, you get plenty of unjustified stick from someone who tried to call you at 2:00am.




Even if you have your phone in your pocket and set it on vibrate, you still don't realise that it's ringing.

That doesn't work with women though. For some reason, and I can't figure out why, women seem to know exactly when their phones are bleeping away whilst it's stuck at the bottom of their handbag. Presmuably they are all implanted with a bluetooth brain chip at birth - I honestly don't know.

Still, that same ability obviously went AWOL when one of our group realised her phone went missing.

We tried to see the funny side.

The Forbidden Towels

Sometimes, I just don't understand women. Sometimes, I don't think we're supposed to, esspecially when it involves parents.









In our bathroom, we have a towel rail with three towels permanantly resting upon it. We've also got various others on radiators around the house.
So when I've finished in the bath / shower, I grab the nearest towels on this rail and do what I need to do.

Except I'm not allowed to do that. Apparently, these towels are for "display purposes" and they are not to be used under any circumstances whatsoever.
Instead, all users of these facilities are to walk to the front of the house and get towels from the bedroom, making wet footprints all across the house.
When it is pointed out that such an idea is stupid, we're all told that we don't know what we're talking about and that we should stop questioning my mother's methods.

So anyway, I'm still considering why we have a set of towels that we can't use, yet we still have them connected to a heated towel rail.

Answers on a postcard please.