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06 May 07 05:00 pm Filed in: Rants
Why is it that there are more and more 'me first'
people in this world?
One classic example I encountered today was when we went grocery shopping earlier today. There he was, the 'shopping is women's work' type. Sitting in a car in the car park, windows up, engine on, air con. on. Just waiting. It was ooh about 26° C at the time. And I should tell you that 26° in a seaside town is not like 26° in a city (like that would've been an excuse.) 26° in a seaside town is delicious, the air is so moist, so refreshing, you almost feel like you're swimming in the air. Yet here was mister 'shopping is women's work' busy warming up the atmosphere. I'm not sure what offends me more: the 'shopping/washing/whatever is women's work' type or the flagrant selfishness of sitting in a car with the air con. going just because you can't be arsed to get out and enjoy the air. I think it's the former, but the latter is a close second.
[begin side-rant]
I just don't understand why men (and yes, I'd like to think I'm generalising horribly here) are so shop-phobic. Real men shop, real men actually go into supermarkets (with or without their partners) and enjoy the experience. Real men do actually go in to clothing stores with their fair lady, and do not feel embarrassed or uncomfortable, offering their opinions when asked and keeping their gab shut when not. It's laughable when you walk past a women's clothing store and you see several guys loitering outside just waiting, trying to avoid eye contact, like a bunch of horses tied up outside the saloon. Just laughable. Real men actually take an equal part in a relationship!
[end side-rant]
I can understand if you have a newborn baby, a frail elderly person, or even maybe a dog in the car but the majority of these types just couldn't give a frack. Males aren't the only ones of the species that do this; soccer mums are another classic offender. Huge 4WD town buggy (because everyone else has them dahhhling!) sitting, waiting, pumping out heat and pollution while in the supermarket carpark or waiting to pick up their Dear Little Munchkins (Monsters) from schoolie woolie.
Hmm, maybe I'm turning into a cranky old bastard after all.
One classic example I encountered today was when we went grocery shopping earlier today. There he was, the 'shopping is women's work' type. Sitting in a car in the car park, windows up, engine on, air con. on. Just waiting. It was ooh about 26° C at the time. And I should tell you that 26° in a seaside town is not like 26° in a city (like that would've been an excuse.) 26° in a seaside town is delicious, the air is so moist, so refreshing, you almost feel like you're swimming in the air. Yet here was mister 'shopping is women's work' busy warming up the atmosphere. I'm not sure what offends me more: the 'shopping/washing/whatever is women's work' type or the flagrant selfishness of sitting in a car with the air con. going just because you can't be arsed to get out and enjoy the air. I think it's the former, but the latter is a close second.
[begin side-rant]
I just don't understand why men (and yes, I'd like to think I'm generalising horribly here) are so shop-phobic. Real men shop, real men actually go into supermarkets (with or without their partners) and enjoy the experience. Real men do actually go in to clothing stores with their fair lady, and do not feel embarrassed or uncomfortable, offering their opinions when asked and keeping their gab shut when not. It's laughable when you walk past a women's clothing store and you see several guys loitering outside just waiting, trying to avoid eye contact, like a bunch of horses tied up outside the saloon. Just laughable. Real men actually take an equal part in a relationship!
[end side-rant]
I can understand if you have a newborn baby, a frail elderly person, or even maybe a dog in the car but the majority of these types just couldn't give a frack. Males aren't the only ones of the species that do this; soccer mums are another classic offender. Huge 4WD town buggy (because everyone else has them dahhhling!) sitting, waiting, pumping out heat and pollution while in the supermarket carpark or waiting to pick up their Dear Little Munchkins (Monsters) from schoolie woolie.
Hmm, maybe I'm turning into a cranky old bastard after all.