But what’s really funny is actually believing a man who can strip and rebuild an engine, hold his own on a skilled team, close tough deals or create things from scratch at work, suddenly drops bucketloads of IQ at the kitchen door.
Truth is, we don’t. Here’s a few secret reasons we let you think we do.
We’re Not Stupid It’s feeding time and we’re way past hungry. Option A is we let you fix us dinner. Option B is … what Option B?
We’re Well Trained Ninety times out of a hundred the women in our lives have raised us to sit dumb at the table, not show off at the stove. When guys get treated like big lugs who need to be cared for, guys get comfortable being big lugs who need to be cared for. Show of hands – how many ladies take their boys and say ‘let me show you the right way to stuff a turkey, or make a pie’?
No Trespassing We may not let on, but we pick up on your signals. And it doesn’t take a junkyard dog to convince us the kitchen doesn’t belong to us. We can come in, but we’re not entirely welcome.
Me Tarzan And deep down you like that we swing in from the jungle, beat our chest, and let you set up home and run the hearth. It’s a loincloth, not an apron.
Better Dumb Than Wrong The last thing we want is a big helping of humiliation topped off with a heaping slice of humble pie. Given the choice of being laughed at for not knowing how, or for messing up in front of a hungry crew, we’ll plead ignorance.
Just in case anybody’s interested in seeing a man spend more time doing meal time, try this: give him some attention and praise for how much he knows about cooking.