I recently had a chat with Jeff (a lecturer at uni) who commented that my indecisiveness was typical of people like me. With some caution he elaborated that it was a female characteristic. I must have pulled a face as he tried to justify it with me being just like his wife as she can’t make a decisions.

I left that meeting a little annoyed at that comment and ended up making my mind over the next few days. That he seemed to have used a sample size of one was also of particular annoyance. Once I had put in my project preferences, I sat through a class that he was at – but held my tongue. I went to visit him after class to point out that I wasn’t that indecisive.

Following on with my quarter-life crisis and the general hunger I have to learn about new stuff (I purchased an introductory book to philosophy last week and one about the human relationship with water in a spiritual manner) I hung about the self-help section at the book shop. I was trying to find a particular book who’s title escaped me at the time (What colour is your parachute, or something like that) and came across a book aimed at people like me. 20-something females.

Apparently it is a female characteristic.

Oh.

So apologies to Jeff, I’ll value your analysis of my state of mind in the future, rather than let that feminist side of me kick in.