Women are crazy because men are assholes.
Men are assholes because women are crazy.
THAT... is the sound of one hand clapping.
I will say this though, in defense of "Cluelessa"... I've been the Guy in that scenario, and I stopped being the Guy in that scenario, the moment I saw things from the opposite angle. See, men like to project this idealized image of what a woman SHOULD be looking for, onto the women they desire. Basically, it works like this: Guy sees a woman he likes, and falls for her, probably for no other reason than she's pretty and she likes one of the bands or TV shows that Guy likes. Suddenly she's everything Guy has always wanted, whether she actually is or not. And since, in Guy's mind, she's perfect in every way, well, then CERTAINLY she's looking for a nice Guy who will respect her feelings (even though Guy admits that he doesn't understand or condone them), listen to her spill her guts (even though Guy will complain about how much he hates having to do this), and be there for her (which Guy is only doing for reasons he himself isn't making clear to his object of affection).
And then, when Guy finally reveals his true feelings (read: reveals himself to not be what he has been presenting himself as for weeks/months/years, to a person who has trusted him with personal information), Guy is genuinely surprised when Contessa recoils in shock.
It was this realization that made my nuts drop. So now, I know that if you really like a girl, you should probably tell her BEFORE she starts trusting you with her emotional baggage.
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"He was cursed with a horrorshow of a face, like Guiseppe Archbold doing a study of mollusk tumors."