What I’ve learned is that all us guys have innate guy-traits that our women love.  We also do a few things from time to time that compel her take a trip out to the firing range for a little target practice before they get all Phil Spector on our asses.   Be Better Guys believes it is our responsibility, as fellow guys, to inform you of what you do that she hates, what women crave to fix about guys and what you can do to fix it yourself ahead of time before she calls you selfish, lazy, immature and miserable. And then snubs you in the sack. That is, if you even care. 

What I’ve learned is that all us guys have innate guy-traits that our women love. We also do a few things from time to time that compel her take a trip out to the firing range for a little target practice before they get all Phil Spector on our asses. Be Better Guys believes it is our responsibility, as fellow guys, to inform you of what you do that she hates, what women crave to fix about guys and what you can do to fix it yourself ahead of time before she calls you selfish, lazy, immature and miserable. And then snubs you in the sack. That is, if you even care. 

The Cleanliness of Your Place. Most guys want our woman to dig everything about us.  And they mostly do.  Mostly, that is. Except your toenail clippings on the bathroom floor, your pubes on the shower wall, and yesterday’s underpants hung like the Stars and Stripes off the end of the bed. Oh, right, that’s me who does that. You’re not expected to keep a spotless place, but there are some things that make a woman go “Ewww.” Not hampering your smelly gym socks or walking away from a plugged-up toilet (that you backed up after knocking back three Queso Crunchwraps last night!) are but two of those things.

Your Personal Style. Most women don’t want their man to be pointy like Beckham (well, maybe a few). But they wouldn’t mind if you would just pay a l-i-t-t-l-e more attention to what you put on your body and how it fits said body. Hey, you recognize (and love) when she’s wearing something hot, and you want her to look hot as often as possible. Just ‘cause you’re a guy doesn’t mean she doesn’t care how you look.  She wants you to look hot the same way you want her to look hot.  Sounds fair, doesn’t it?  Not tryin’ to be the sweatpants police here, we’re just saying…

Your Deep-Seated Desire to Shut Her Up When She Can’t Shut Herself Up. Yes, we all know she can just blather on and on and on about how she feels about the future of your relationship and how much her mother upset her and really likes her younger sister better and her boss doesn’t appreciate her talent and she’s not sure if her cat has a urinary tract infection but her other sister is such an idiot to keep seeing that mechanic-guy and you just want to end it all right then and there! So you do. You just shut down, sit there staring into space and stop talking altogether. That’s not the answer. Believe me, I’ve tried. It only makes her more neurotic. This downpour, too, shall pass, and you’d do yourself a real favor by just letting her ramble, asking a few questions here and there (in between humming some Eminem to yourself), trying to act like you’re a caring and interested guy, and if you play it skillfully, she’ll really dig that you listened to her problems and maybe when she’s through, you’ll get what you wanted all along, too. That, and maybe some silence.

Your Staring. Here’s how women work, in all its universal simplicity - they make themselves look as alluring and hot as humanly possible until you, ya poor sap, take the bait, ask her out and start to date “her hotness.” Immediately, she demands that you are forbidden to look at any other members of her species who are just as alluring and hot as she is.  My wife still catches me staring and I’ll ask, “How’d you know I was doing that?” Her response:  “I always know. You’re as subtle as a Metallica concert.”  They all know and they will catch you. And it pisses women off more than it would piss you off if she were staring at other guys. See, if you caught her staring, you’d just toss it off with a “Aw, that guy’s a knob,” forget about him and be on your way. Other way around?  She nails your ass to the nearest telephone pole. A little advice - just leer a little more subtly (eyes only) without the demonstrative head-swivel and exclamation of “Good googa-mooga, would you look at that!”

Your 4-Year-Old-ness. Sometimes it feels damn good to revert back to the blissful days of being four, when you weren’t really responsible for anything and you needed others to do everything for you. Things such as when your Dad reminded you to pee even when your bladder’s bloataciously full and you already feel like peeing.  I know, I have a four-year-old. But women hate it when grown men revert back to being completely incompetent, feeble and petulant (as you know we all do from time to time).  When you turn into a child about something, like cooking some dinner, cleaning something up, or making plans, it hacks her off. You hate it when she has a psycho-burger, neurotic screaming jag just ‘cause you stared at some amazing girl at the pool; she hates it when you go back to acting like you’re still in pre-school and hanging out there for a while. 

Hey, I’m not calling anybody out or nitpickin’ here. These are universal issues that guys do that drive women crazy for all the wrong reasons. All the stuff you do on the outside to be a stud can be undermined by the decisions you make on the inside and the actions that come from those decisions.  And you want to make your woman happy, right? So you do what you got to keep the peace, even though if there were no women around at all, we’d all be kicking piles of socks and underpants out of the way just to get to the backed-up toilet. I know. I just hampered yesterday’s underpants. All to keep the peace.