The problem with us men is that we are too trusting and, also, maybe, not particularly bright. Plus we compartmentalise parts of our lives, which we fondly believe is the rational thing to do. And we don’t always think things through.
Take this excellent example from the newspapers this week. A Polish chap called Marek Olszewski dumped his girlfriend, Anna Mackowiak, who is a dentist. A few days later, suffering a bit of a twinge in a molar, he took what you might consider the risky step of turning up at her surgery for treatment.
Anna explains: “I tried to be professional and detach myself from my emotions. But when I saw him lying there I just thought: what a bastard.” Anyway, as a consequence, Marek is no longer in the possession of any teeth at all. Anna removed every one. And when he came round from the anaesthetic with his jaw bandaged up, politely suggested that he ought to see a specialist.

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