It's mixed bag for me.
On the one hand, women can be very kind. They often mother me when I say or do something naive or out of place. Other times they can be extremely cruel spreading malicious gossip about me, backstabbing and all that good stuff.
Men, on the other hand, are usually very tolerant of my weirdness. Other than the few bullies I had in high school,they were friendly and easy to talk to--and even then I would take being slammed into a locker over malicious gossip any day. At least then, I knew which people to watch out for, which halls to avoid, and eventually, how to take evasive action.Much more straight forward.
Maybe this is just a "the grass is greener" mood talking, but sometimes I think guys have it easier in this aspect. That is, working things out physically and being able to tease each other without taking it personally seems to be a much nicer way to go through life than all the intrigue and changing alliances that make up women's lives