Thursday, July 12th, 2007...6:42 am
the time-honored race of the sexes
I just read a funny blog post about a guy who always secretly races any person (if there is a person; I don’t think he also creates imaginary friends but they can be nice sometimes…) heading to the same Starbucks from the parking lot when they get out of their cars at the same time. Total strangers, implied race. It reminded me of two things:
1. DH says everyone knows if there are two boats in the water, anywhere, anytime, whether they know each other or not, it’s a boat race. Is this a guy thing?
2. A good friend of mine once told me that if a guy holds a door open for her to some establishment where there is a line, like Starbucks, she will always let that guy go in line in front of her. Isn’t that nice? As repayment for his chivalry and kindness. She actually made a new friend doing that on at least one occasion.
In all my 40 years, I can honestly say that idea NEVER ONCE occurred to me. Were all those men behind me in line thinking, that beeeetch, no way I’m asking her out now….? Remember that woman in Portland…..now, she was a good one….? Still. Not sure if that’s enough to change my ways.
Which reminds me, while we’re on the subject of chicks, did you know that book publishers have a special niche for fun summer-type novels, a la chick lit, for women of a….ehm…certain age (like me!)? It’s call Hen Lit.
Hmmmmm, I’m thinking of a word….rhymes with “cluck”……
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4 Comments
July 12th, 2007 at 11:09 am
Ever seen people speedwalk off the Seattle-Bainbridge ferry? It’s like racehorses bolting out of the gate, vying for the inside lane on the track. You don’t mess with those ferry frontrunners; they look grim and fully prepared to hurt somebody.
I think some people are just game-o-maniacs. Everything a game. It’s a mental exercise to keep amused and pass the time. I love doing the “perfect pump” — making the meter on the gas pumps stop right on the dollar by letting go of the handle at exactly the right millisecond. I love to save gas by coasting in my car whenever possible, and I like to play a game wherein if I pick my spot right and coast for a full mile, I win a point. If I’ve picked a spot where I think I can coast a full mile but don’t quite make it because I’ve misjudged traffic or misjudged the extent or degree of the incline, I lose a point. The game is to try to get to 10 points on any drive of at least an hour.
And I do a zillion little goofball things like this. It’s harmless fun.
I think I’ll do a post on my own blog about this.
July 12th, 2007 at 12:43 pm
DH is completely correct about the two boats in the water thing. My DH is one of the worst for that. I was always complaining when we cruised because we would be over on our ear (so much for a relaxing snooze on the foredeck while tanning) hanging on for dear life so he could “make trees” on the other guy.
July 12th, 2007 at 2:51 pm
In regards to:
#1. Your hubby (I assume DH stands for devoted husband?) is correct as are you. It’s a guy thing and it doesn’t just apply to boats. Cars, motorcycles, walking, it all applies. It starts as a child when our dads are trying to get us to go somewhere and use the old “I’m going to get there first” psychology on us.
#2. Ok I’m going to make a confession that may get me kicked out of the “guy club” but since I love all women in general I don’t think I can allow the facade to continue.
The reason most men open doors for women has little to do with chivalry. It’s to get a good look at your bottoms. Not me, of course, but there it is. Do what you will with that knowledge.
July 13th, 2007 at 8:32 pm
Thanks for visiting, Jeff! And for giving us such insight! Altho my hubbie DENIES it!! Yeah, right…..
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