For most of my life, my impression of how men operate on a personal level has been formed predominantly by books. (Brothers don’t count, as they are generally not held to be representative of normal human beings by anyone related to them.)
Since I began dating, I’ve realized that authors, apparently, haven’t either met many real human men either. (Possibly they base it on their brothers.) I’m still trying to figure out how much of that stuff is accurate, and recently, wondered about one particular stereotypical fiction-guy behavior.
According to fiction, when a man is besotted with a woman, he reverts to the same knocke-em-flat tactics he employed as a 6-year-old: namely, showing off. Now, the modern man knows enough not to do cartwheels in front of his beau belle’s house, a la Tom Sawyer, but he does still have other, more verbal, options open to him. He can brag about his exploits and he can snub the ignorant masses. Not grossly. I’m referring to telling stories wherein most people are badly informed and he gently corrects them, about his great feats of physical daring, or humorous anecdotes about some of the foolishness he’s seen (“Just between us two Thing-knowers, can you imagine?!”) and so on.
If you have reason to suspect that he’s besotted (the little pink hearts in his pupils give it away), is this excusable? Or does it not matter, and you can put him down as somewhat smug?
Is there even such a phenomenon in the first place, or can men keep their heads even when it’s over their heels?