Today I was surprised by the banter on one of Rochester's many radio broadcasts. Apparently, the common consensus is that a man cannot hear "I love you" within three weeks of a relationship.
"You scared him away," the broadcaster said to the woman who phoned in her issue.
"Yes, definitely," the sidekick agreed. "He is long gone."
"You just don't say things like that. One time I was in the middle of -- you know -- with a chick --and she says "I love you" and I was just --"
"What did you do?"
"I think I coughed or something."
"I breathed really hard. Like aaaahh, yeah, uh, yeah! Because what are you going to say in the middle of that? I'm sorry. That's too fast for me. Maybe, I'll get there in a bit?"
"Yeah! And who falls in love in three weeks?"
"I don't fall in love in three weeks."
"I disagree," a female broadcaster says, "it's possible to fall in love in a very short time. You just know."
"If a girl falls in love with me that fast, I usually figure something's not right upstairs."
"Are you serious?"
"Oh, yeah," the other broadcaster agrees. "If a girl falls in love that fast, there is something wrong with her."
"I can't believe you're saying that!"
I thought about calling into the radio station. I didn't know the number though. Then I thought about how I probably had both opinions in the past, and that you don't really know unless you go through something, so what's the point in fighting an opinion? I could just listen. I was still upset though. I hate it when people give bad advice, especially about love, and push people away from something as if they know what's best for someone else. People really need to stop dishing personal advice about love as if they know an absolute answer. Shit. If I knew an absolute on anything, I would not even be writing this post.