Err. Emm. Errr. Why can’t we accept compliments? I’ve come to realise something recently. Well, no, actually, it’s been pointed out to me by my husband in the past, and rather frequently too, but I simply never quite took stock of it. Sorry, my love, for not listening to you, but you’re always so biased, in my favour, I don’t know when to believe what you say (I love you!!) So yes, that one thing I’ve developed awareness of? That women are, basically, terrible when it comes to accepting compliments, and yes, I’m part of that statistic. And this isn’t even a new phenomenon upon which we can blame, oh I don’t know, the current sexist administration? I digress. It would seem that the vast majority of my species feels uncomfortable in the face of unsolicited kudos. We stutter and get all awkward, guilty even (dare I say). And shuffle most uncomfortably towards the guaranteed death of said conversation. W H Y I S T H A T ? To determine if this...
