Okay, this one may make some females a little miffed, but I have a confession. (These are my confessions). I believe in female’s being strong, independent, and whatnot, but guess what? There are some things that females just can’t do. At least it’s what I’m beginning to find out. E.g., when you’re at home and you are making a tuna fish sammich and you need some mayonnaise. You open the refrigerator, you are strong enough to remove the jar of mayo from the fridge. But what if you aren’t strong enough to twist the cap off? And what if it doesn’t always occur to you to pop the side of the cap with a butter knife, or to put the whole jar under some warm running tap water to loosen it up. Sometimes it’s just easier to hand it over to a man, “Here, open this.” Pop, boom, it’s open, problem solved. LOL.
Another e.g., I drive an SUV and this afternoon this bad-boy humiliated me. I was low on gas, and especially because gas prices are getting lower, it’s like let me go and fill up the tank. Well, I get out the car, swipe the credit card, go to remove the gas cap, and it won’t budge. I twist it. I turn it. I pray. I speak in tongues. I say Abracadabra. Still won’t come off. Meanwhile folks are waiting for me to hurry up and get out Lane 2 so they can get their own gas. I have a stupid look on my face. The credit card swipe is no longer any good because I’ve waited to long to pump. And folks are looking at me like I’m nuts.
This one lady with a car full of kids yells at me to move my car. I yell back a quick, “NO”. LOL. Didn’t want to get out the line just to get back in line. For some reason, even though people saw me struggling to remove the gas car, no one offered to help a sista out. My face was burning with shame. I was wondering if I could trade my car in after I got some gas. And to make matters worse, this dude drives near in a huge burgundy truck, smiling, saying hey, and waving gold chains at me.
Anyway, long story short, the cap finally got off (and not via my weak wrists).
And I drive away knowing that as strong as women are, there are going to be some things they just cannot do. Maybe I should start lifting weights or something…maybe I should ride a bicycle from now. (NOT). Maybe I should practice twisting that cap til I hear a little snap sound, and then realize that, “Hey, I can twist off a gas cap doggonit.”
Just thought I’d share that for all the feminists out here. ROFL.