Saturday, July 7, 2012
Women can fix tires too.
If you have ever met me you probably have realized that I am a pretty independent person. I think a lot of this has to do with me being an only child. Anyways back to what I was saying. I don't mind being alone, I can actually go to the bathroom by myself (unlike most women) and I have this drive to prove that I can do whatever the task set before me on my own. I have terrible luck with cars especially with tires. I have probably had 10-15 tire repairs in the past 4 years. I am really not exaggerating. It is terrible. I have changed flats in super hot weather most memorably at Adriana's with Casey right along side me. Shout out to her! I have used the ole handy fix-a-flat when needed and any other means to hold my tires together until I can have them serviced. I find it COMPLETELY and ABSOLUTELY annoying and irritating that 9 out of 10 times when I enter Sears or Walmart or whatever service center establishment that they assume because I am a female I do not know that my tire is low and needs to be repaired and/or replaced. Does it really take a man to see that the tire is not at the correct pressuring reading?! Obviously I am pretty angry about this particular subject. I had a most unpleasant experience today with an absolute jerk when I went to get yet another tire fixed. Instead of punching him as I wanted to I just sat there and thought "Well I guess I need to have a man with me to even be taken seriously to get my tire fixed." How ludacris is that? It made me kinda angry that I was even considering having to have a man do that for me. I know boys who cannot even change a tire (you know who you are). Don't get me wrong. I love men. I want to get married, have babies, the whole nine yards but I don't want to have to need one to do the simplest of things. This is just annoying. Maybe I have multiple factors working against me. I am a female, blonde, young, and I am a pretty nice person most of the time. Does this scream idiot? I am not really sure. I should probably stop trying to analyze the minds of these men who are stereotyping me. Well I feel better. My diatribe is complete. Hopefully people who read this won't think that I am a man basher or uberfeminist. I am just trying to do my best as a single independent girl out on my own. Just trying to fix one tire at a time.
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