The Male of Our Species

First things first... Men are good.
Not great, wonderful, glorious, awesome or spectacular. They're just good. Good in the sense that: You go to a restaurant, and you order the suggested special from your server. You eat what you like right away, you leave the unidentifiable stuff on the plate. It was good... nothing to write home about. Men are that meal. Recently I have become dumbfounded by the not-so-subtle ways that they make their mediocrity "shine" through.
I won't go into details since I'm sure the ones I complain about are on FB.
Things I never want to hear come from a Male mouth:
"I'll call you."
"I'll call you."
"It'll be ok."
"I'll call you."
"I'll call you."
and my favorite...
"I'll call you."