Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice.

So far March Break is my favorite because highway traffic is significantly reduced which means, even though I was switched to the day shift this week, I no longer drive to work with the constant feeling of wanting to punch someone in the face.  Except when I'm not paying attention and I accidentally take the exit WAY before the one I'm actually supposed to take and by the time I realize it, it's way to late to turn off and I have to drive around this huge loop while fumbling in my glove box for my GPS so I can find my way back onto the highway.  

Then I sort of feel like punching.

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One of the few things I don't like about being female is it is often assumed, because we are female, we don't know a lot about certain things such as; cars, anything mechanical, sports, home renovations, etc.  This bothers me because I know a lot of women who know a great deal about all those things.

I, however, do not.  So, really,  it is a completely true assumption in my case but, despite that fact, it still pisses me off when people, especially men, naturally assume that I don't know anything about certain things because I'm a girl.  Even though I clearly don't.  Are you following?

It's because of this illogical stubbornness that when I get into situations where these assumptions could possibly be made, I try extra hard to prove that I totally do know and understand everything that's going on even though I'm a girl.   But sadly, because I often feel some sort of pressure to prove myself, it never goes as planned.  Ever.  Even if I actually do know what I'm doing.

Like, for example, when I go and get my oil changed and the guy asks me to turn the high beams on and I turn on the windshield wipers.  And then I get all flustered because I just KNOW he's mentally shaking his head at my stupid girlness so when he asks me to pop the trunk I actually pop the gas tank.  And he's all casual like, "Um, that's the gas tank," and I'm like, "I KNOW THAT'S THE GAS TANK IT WAS AN ACCIDENT". 

And then I start crying into my skirt.




4 comments:

Amanda said...

I SO KNOW what you're talking about. I do the same thing. I dont' know a thing about cars, hooking up electronic equipment, sports, lots of other "manly" things. It happened once when I was trying to hook up the DVD player and my husband wasn't around. I was all, shoot, I can do this, it isn't rocket science and 2 seconds later I was calling him. And then I said "and I didn't have to call you just because I'm a woman and cant' do it, you know. It was just that the cord was missing. So don't you DARE think that it's because I'm a woman." And even though he wasn't thinking that -- after I say it, it TOTALLY IS what he's thinking. So it's self-fulfilling.

Hutch said...

I know absolutely nothing about cars, like 0 x 0 nothing. For this reason I say no to everything the oil change people recommend even if it's the right thing to do. I will then drive the 25 minutes back to my hometown and take it to my friends husband.

Joanne said...

I know what you mean. We have a family friend who is still amazed that my daughter and I bought my daughter's car without my husband checking it out. I think some ways of thinking are very ingrained! Clicked over from Jackee's, enjoyed browsing.

notquiteawake said...

Well, I'm glad I'm not the only one! I need a dude who I can take my car to. Amanda, at least you have the mascot angle which is 100% more than I know about basketball.
Joanne, welcome!