My view of the world

I work around the same women four days a week and everything they do or say seems to make perfect sense to them, but obviously, I haven’t got a clue, because it rarely makes sense to me.
At any rate they remind me of an old joke:

A man was walking along a California beach and stumbled across an old lamp. He picked it up and rubbed it and out popped a genie.

The genie said,
“OK. You released me from the lamp, yadah, yadah, yadah.
This is the third time this month and I’m getting a little sick of these wishes, so you can forget about three. You only get one wish.”

The man sat and thought about it for a while and said,
“I’ve always wanted to go to Hawaii but I’m afraid to fly and I get very seasick. Could you build me a bridge to Hawaii so I can drive over there to visit?”

The genie laughed and said, “That’s impossible. Think of the logistics! How would the supports ever reach the bottom of the Pacific? Think of how much concrete it would take and how much steel it would take! No, think of another wish.”

The man said OK and tried to think of a really good wish. Finally, he said,
“I’ve been married and divorced four times. My wives always said that I don’t care and that I’m insensitive. So, I wish that I could understand women. I want to know how they feel inside and what they’re thinking when they give me the silent treatment. I want to know why they’re crying, I want to know what they really want when they say “nothing”. and I want to know how to make them truly happy. ”

The genie said, okay, okay. I’ve just got one question.
“Did you want that bridge two lanes or four?”