Well, for starters the woman opened the conversation with "How can you live here? Vermonters are so primitive and uncultured!" Guaranteed to get a rise out of me! And she loves male bashing. Her husband is "fat, lazy, and a slob." I liked the guy a lot. He had a good head on his shoulders, loved the construction of our old house, played with woodworking and had a great outlook on life. Not sure what his wife's problem with him was, but suspect it's more an issue with herself than with him, as she denigrated pretty much every man in her life over the course of the evening.
If a woman hater is a mysogynist, what is a man-hater? A patrogynist? Anyway, I had a good time chatting with her husband, so the evening went pretty well. Got a couple of digs in, too. She saw nothing wrong with going to the store and buying a chicken that had spent its entire life in a cage...but nearly gagged when she learned she was eating one of our free range birds. I told her his name was Burt, and her eyes nearly fell out! /w3tcompact/icons/laugh.gif
Pete