In those rare few days out of the month, we actually have zero control or awareness of the bitchy rants and attitude. Gentlemen…don’t you think if we were capable of controlling it, we would have by now? Or if it were possible to control, Pfizer would’ve coined some multi-million dollar drug to keep us sane? Think about it. We don’t like being a mess either. Crying over dropping a brownie, I thought about all day, in a puddle of oil isn’t exactly kittens and rainbows for me either. Yes, this really happened and yes I actually contemplated picking it up and eating it.
Since I’m not a dude, I don’t know what sets off your PMS but if you think we aren’t aware of it, let me tell you…the jig is fucking up. All men have it and I’ve noticed it in all breeds. Dads, brothers, friends, boyfriends, husbands and the like. Whatever your role, you don’t grow out of it. Women used to say men were just being babies or a crab ass but guys, I’ll give you a slight benefit of the doubt that you’re just spending time with Uncle Tidal wave.
Ladies, word of advice…now that you are hip to why your man, dad, brother is testier than shit, cut him some slack. I do encourage you to call him out on his man period ONCE just so they know how it feels to be accused, but my studies have shown they do not like to be accused of the same thing they accuse us of monthly. The beauty…they will think twice before dubbing your emotional outburst a relation to your menses.
Before you decide to write a hate comment, I didn't make this shit up. I encourage you to Urban Dictionary 'man period.' If gave me today's ya-yas.