At what age do men stop loving themselves?

Why you may ask am I picking on men?
Dont women spend hours each day,
making sure they look good?photo credit: <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/wbeem/6946584407/">wbeem</a> via <a href="http://photopin.com">photopin</a> <a href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc/2.0/">cc</a>

Yes you are correct,
and many of us women do indeed like what we see.
However what I refer to in my title,
is a type of “loving” only applicable to men.
Let me explain what prompts me to ask this question.

Well it’s a teenager in our local village.
Not any ordinary teenager.
No, this is a teenager who loves himself dearly.

How do I know?
Sure it is so plain to see.
Every day he struts around the village,
chatting and laughing with his friends,
with his hands completely stuck down the front of his tracksuit!

Now I know boys are born,photo credit: <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bitzcelt/3270345447/">bitzcelt</a> via <a href="http://photopin.com">photopin</a> <a href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.0/">cc</a>
with an innate love for themselves.
As babies even a nappy would not separate them,
as they had fun together.
Summer was a joy,
as there was so little to keep them apart.

However I would assume by the time they go to school,
that this bond would begin to break.
At least in public anyway.

I know that as the years pass,
and small boys become big boys,
stress and over excitement can on occasions,
cause these two to reunite.

But this teenager beats all.
Such is his love for himself,
that even during the most ordinary of moments,photo credit: <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/svenjajan/3189116341/">vanessa_hutd</a> via <a href="http://photopin.com">photopin</a> <a href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0/">cc</a>
walking with friends,
he cannot leave the love of his life alone.

I am at a loss.
I imagine the hygiene of a simple handshake,
and I shudder.

I ask myself when will these two separate?

For his own sake,
I hope the separation when it comes is painless.
Because if I was his mother,
and I saw him walking around the village every day,
hand in hand with the love of his life,
I would feel duty bound to ensure the separation was in fact,
painful and permanent!

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35 thoughts on “At what age do men stop loving themselves?

  1. with his hands completely stuck down the front of his tracksuit

    Ah, he fell for the old super glue prank…poor lad.

  2. Tric, this is absolutely hysterical. I’ve seen a few young men do this and I truly don’t understand. Did they become stuck in some infantile stage of development? Are they not aware of social convention? Are they narcissists? Can they not afford mittens? Do they have an irrational fear of it falling off? Do they not understand that people are laughing at them? It boggles the mind.

    1. “Can they not afford mittens?” That made me laugh out loud! I know they look so ridiculous as you say “it boggles the mind”. Glad you enjoyed it.

    1. Well this bucko would want insurance because his crown jewels must be worth a fortune!
      I’ll have some of whatever your laptop is having. 🙂

  3. Oh my gosh! This is sooo funny!! Gives a totally new meaning to the term “get ahold of yourself”. My dad always told my brothers to stop counting their change! Hubby calls it pocket pool! Hahaha

  4. I read this at work earlier today and couldn’t stop laughing. This so did not go where I thought it was going to go based on the title. What a great post, it made my day and added some cheer.

  5. Thank you! I feel this same way. Are they really that fascinated or just afraid that if they let go, that their love will be lost? This drives me crazy every time I see it and I will certainly not offer my hand in greeting. What a great, discreet description of such a disturbing obsession.

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