Now I realize there are a lot of differences between the male and female sex. But I will never get over the fact I have spent a great portion of my life trying to get the males in my life to talk freely, but these same men who couldn't recap 30 seconds of their day if their lives depended on it, will all of a sudden begin to wax poetic through the bathroom door when I am not at all interested. It is no different with my morning show cohosts. I don't understand how Roop can apologize profusely for an off colour remark but then think nothing of calling me over under the guise of showing me something on his computer screen and then erupt into a fit of giggles when I realize his true intention was forcing me into his gaseous environment.

Women will never find this funny.

Men always will.

I assure you that I do my best to steer all morning show conversation from this topic. But sometimes there's nothing I can do. There will be a news story that deals with poo and I will try in vain to ensure Roop doesn't find it, but he always does, and then lunges on it with the vigour men reserve for this topic and this topic alone. I can normally keep this subject from coming up more than twice in one day, but that's all I can promise. I am only one woman.