There's no question that men and women view the world differently. In this column, TORO's Jesse Skinner and Erin Hershberg both weigh in with their respective opinions to your questions, whether tough or trivial. 

Dear He Said, She Said:

I'm going out of town with my boys to Vegas and my girlfriend insists that I check in with her every night. I'm only gone for three days, is this request a little demanding or do I have to comply?

Sincerely,
VegasBound

This is the reason I only go on vacation in rocky, mountainous environments, or in a submersible deep below the sea. With today’s modern technologies like the fax machine, it is practically possible to recreate your office environment in another country, making it that much easier for expendable people like your spouse to contact you ad infinitum. Leave all your gadgets behind, take an old cellphone that won’t be missed if lost or stolen, and then break it. Now you will be completely cut off and ready to commit felonies without having to check in first. Of course I’m not advocating felonies. Just what are you doing that prevents you from calling home, anyway? It’s true, though, that some women require a greater, more annoying frequency of contact - in that case, send her the number of an emergency contact to help the unease and keep you unbothered. Like the portly Mexican who doesn’t speak any English and mostly just cleans up after your trip to the buffet table. He looks like he knows his stuff. That, or do what I do and take vacations with severe interference. Join me on my tour of recently de-contaminated Soviet silos this summer.

I have to admit, I am guilty of giving my boyfriend the fuzzy end of the lollipop when it comes to the ole relationship killer, the double standard, but in this case, I have to say, only comply with your GF's wishes if you would wish the same of her. That said, is it really so hard to call?  I mean, in the age of cell phones, you could be getting head from a prostitute, snorting cocaine and doing shooters off the breasts of your waitress while dialing your girlfriend's number.  Hearing your woman's voice while doing all these things may very well cause severe pangs of guilt, but, if nothing else, Vegas serves as a perfect place for catalyzing you to compunction. Moving on.  I understand feeling resentful for having any obligations while you cruise the strip with your buddies checking out leggy blondes and the latest masterworks of plastic surgeons. But, really, vacation or not, relationships are just a labyrinthine melange of don't dos anyhow.  In effect, not checking in with your girlfriend is to cheating as marijuana is to drugs, a slippery slope to the darkside, with an episode of Intervention waiting for you at the end.Â

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