Women, here comes some difficult times

It has started! The "I don't know what to do for you to notice me" season has started. Ladies, let me brief you quickly on the coming months of transparence you are about to live. First starts soft, with Roland Garros... since not all men are unconditionals of tennis, you still have your chances; though forget about that picnic you planned to do with your loved one on the days of 1/4, semi and final. I'm still wondering how come every year most men suddently become "tennis rules my life" but anyway, the worst is just about to come : THE FOOTBALL WORLD CUP!
World cup is a very challenging time for women; as much as we try, it's not that we don't like football, it's just that we don't care. When the world cup starts, it's not just about eating (look at the lovely pictures of the football teams in your cereal pack), drinking (is there any bottle of anything that decided to not advertise about the world cup???) and breathing the world cup; it becomes the time that you are officialy a minor presence in the vision field of the male. World cup is this lovely time that your sweetheart becomes a drunk primate whose vocabulary gets suddently reduced to onomatopoeia. Several tecnics have been experience in the past:
- the sexy one :"Honey I'm naked under your football team shirt";
- the blackmail : "Honey if you decide to watch this game we go on hollidays 3 weeks with my mum"
- the compromise : "Honey, I agree that we go watch the game but I bring all my gym-class girlfriends"
Sorry to break the news : None of them work!
Finally in case you are anxious about the end of the world cup, be aware that there is always the "tour de France" that comes to kill your hopes!

This year, In order to survive and to pretend that we kind of understand something about what's going on, I suggest you girls to follow the advice of Raymond Domenech here.