Hey fellas! While we’re talking about the evils of the Friend Zone and possible legal sanctions against the women who so often and so maliciously put us there — and while the women are distracted by that picture of Scrooge McDuck above — I’d like to warn you of another kind of Friend Zone you need to be wary of: the “Repair Friend” Zone.
I learned of this danger from none other than Warren Farrell himself, in the pages of his book Women Can’t Hear What Men Don’t Say (which amazingly does not have the subtitle “But It’s Not Like Angry Dudes On The Internet Are Going to Shut Up Any Time Soon”).
Here’s how old Warren explains it, perhaps exaggerating the innocence of the wily female Repair-Friend Zoners:
Single moms who rely on male friends for repairs — “he’s just a repair friend” — are often unaware that the man really isn’t sacrificing his Sunday afternoon in exchange for a Sunday night dinner. The truth is, if he’s making that type of sacrifice, it’s usually because he’s interested in her.
That’s right, ladies! Men never actually want to be just friends with you. Never. And when they act friendly, it’s just because they want to [insert weird creepy Warren Farrellesque euphemism for sex here]. Only instead of making a move on you they’d rather make a move on your car, and just sort of hope you’ll get the hint.
I’ve seen many single moms who have men who they claim are “just friends” work on their cars, do repairs, help them move. They think nothing of it. (Which says it all.) When she starts dating someone seriously, the “repair friend” feels hurt and her new boyfriend feels suspicious. And Mom feels caught between a rock and a hard place, so to speak.
Is Farrell making some sort of awkward boner joke here?
Anyway, for Farrell, this is somehow all the fault of women, and feminism, or misandry, or something.
This attitude rests on a deeper foundation. Just as women who are poor turn to the government as a substitute husband (in the form of welfare and AFDC payments), so women without husbands often unconsciously turn to substitute husbands, such as dads, “repair friends,”and male neighbors.
So, fellas, be careful out there. One moment you’ll be chatting casually over the fence with the former Mrs. Jones, and the next thing you know you’ll be in her basement buried deep in her washing machine trying to fix, I dunno, whatever is inside of washing machines that might need fixing, I’m not really very mechanical.
Come to think of it a female friend of mine had me change a light bulb the other day that she couldn’t reach. Granted, I don’t want to have sex with her, and also she’s fixed my bike on several occasions and sometimes brings me cake, but, still, I think I may have just been Light Bulb Friend Zoned.
Right now I feel like he’s that one shitty song that every radio station is playing every 10 minutes because payola is still a thing.
Vegan tuna? Confused as to how this could be a thing.
Fulcrum? Are you fucking kidding me?
What’s with MRAs and their horrible pretentiousness?
Also, fuck off you misogynistic dipshit. Your claim for your support for equality is a lie.
It just tastes vaguely like tuna salad. Take about a cup of cooked chickpeas and mash them up, add chopped red onion or scallions, parsley, capers, and mix with a little vegan mayo and lemon juice to taste. Surprisingly tasty. YMMV.
@cloudiah
That does sound nice. I’d check out the recipe if you want to post it 🙂
That reminds me, I’ve a tin of four-bean mix and a tin of tuna in the cupboard. I really should boil up some pasta and mix ’em up.
::drools::
I like this troll! Can we keep him? Please, I promise to clean up after him. I’ll never ask for anything again, I promise.
Mr. Feminist Horseshit, can you please enlighten us about this cock carousel? I’ve never seen such a ride, not even at Silver Dollar City.
Didn’t they replace it with the Alpha Cock Rollercoaster?
I like the Alpha Cock Teacups.
Alpha Cock Teacups should totally be a thing.
… I now have an itch to do a pic of Sir drinking from one.
It’s amazing the things you find on Google searches.
https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-KLXY7uTlLHY/SpNHrj5MDQE/AAAAAAAABXM/D3h1K7Pe_bA/s250-c-k-no/DiaryOfAMadman
Is the alpha cock roller coaster also called the roller coaster of love? Sorry, I couldn’t resist.
You give me that funny feeling in my tummy.
Yes! Because love’s one of those four-letter words that MRAs get frothy about despite having NO idea what it means.
Yummy, yummy, yummy, I’ve got love in my tummy
I reacted similarly, but I put the blame not on Esmerelda as a character, but on Disney: Every other guy is handsome and gets rewarded with a girlfriend; Quasimodo is ugly, so he doesn’t get one. Because, setting aside the gender aspect, there is an undertone of “people should love you for who you are and not for how you look, but they shouldn’t, like, kiss you, because you’re a hideous hunchback and ew.”
Busband goes over to fix things for our elderly neighbour all the time. Does that mean he wants to get with her, and the only reason he hasn’t is b/c she repair-friendzoned him? Come to think of it… I do stuff for her too. Holy crap, have I been repair-friendzoned? Why won’t my elderly neighbour sleep with me already? That’s it, I’m not letting her borrow my shopping buggy ANYMORE.