Dr. Louann Brizendine, clinical professor of psychiatry at the University of California, San Francisco states in her book “The Female Brain" that “A woman uses about 20,000 words per day while a man uses about 7,000."
Alan Pease, international speaker and author wrote in his book “Why Men Lie and Woman Can’t Read Maps”, that women have a daily vocabulary of between 6 000 and 8 000 words to speak a day versus a man who will use a mere 2 000 to 4 000 words per day. In 2004, in an interview with CNN, Pease rose the male word count of men to between 7 000 to 10 000 and the female word count to between 20 000 to 24 000 words per day.
Dr. Louann Brizendine claims that one of the most striking facts supporting her argument is that the female brain is “a lean, mean communicating machine." I simple cannot argue with that, and the fact that I am a woman is inconsequential.
Whilst recently suffering my brief “bout” of muteness, I found that not being able to speak due to losing my voice to a viral infection was a real mood breaker. Suddenly I could think of so much to contribute to the conversations that my friends were having around me but sadly I couldn’t speak my words. Initially I would try to croak the words out but this put such a strain on my body that after a while I simply gave up and kept my mouth shut.
Writing everything down on a piece of paper certainly didn’t appeal to me – perhaps this could be attributed to the fact that my “lean, mean communicating machine”, which is so well “oiled” would find it rather insulting to have to slow down to such an extent that each individual word would have to be communicated one letter at a time.
When my voice eventually did return, I went out to lunch with friends to celebrate. I made one request, which was: “Can you all just shut up for two hours. Do not interrupt me and do not contribute for I have stored up so many words that are just bursting to get out and now it’s my turn.” As I recall it was the boys who struggled with this request not the girls.
Now, two weeks on, my voice box has become lubricated again and I still have quite a stash of words stored up. Get ready for verbal diarrhea! I stored up 140 000 words while my muteness was in affect and plan to add approximately 6 000 words to my daily count until I’ve caught up.
Thank you to those who listen – we all know when it comes to listening, “some” men fall short – they seem to have an invisible membrane that slots over the ear as soon as they sense that a woman is about to talk. (Who says that men can’t read body language?)
So to my dear lady friends: Let’s have a Cosmo and a chin-wag. I salute you all!