Damsel in Distress

"I never said I'd lie in wait forever/if I died we'd be together/ I cant always just forget her/ but she could try/ at the end of the world/ or at least what I see/ you are never coming home/ could I/ should I?/ and all the things that you never ever told me/ and all the smiles that are ever ever/ ever/ get the feeling that your never/ all alone and I remember now/... all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me/ and all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me/ if I fall down."- My Chemical Romance The Ghost of You

So i fancy myself sort of a feminist. i dont mean that i think that men are idiots and women should rule the world. (many men are idiots but its sort of on a case by case basis) j/k. i just think that women should know how to take care of things thier own damn selves and i hate, and i do mean hate it when i go to do something mechanical and i get passed over and they start speaking to my husband. i do most of the work on my car, it is much easier for me than for any man i know because of my smaller hands. i know alot about cars, i know much more than supes and have upset more than one mechanic when i tell them so. but... im starting to see there might just be something to this whole damsel in distress thing...

i got a nail in my tire. (its been one of those days) so i went to changed my tire. when i lowered the car, the spare was flat. (loverly) so i had to put the tire with the nail back on because it was retaining some air and at least it was not on the rim. i took it to a mechanic and asked them to repair it. the man was talking to me like i had idiot stamped on my forehead, but i had no choice because i was in the middle of nowhere. so i played along acting like i didnt even know how to change a damn tire. he took it upon himself to not only repair the tire ("you got good tires miss you just cant be running over sharp things" oh really now i was trying to pop it like a baloon), rotate my tires ("these here front tires are wearing out faster because thats where all the weight of the engine is" that, and the fact that my car is front wheel drive dumbass), air the spare, check all the fluids ("your engines in good condition, your husband must be good about mantenince" mother fucker dont make me hurt you)... but he did all this for free. i think i should play nice more often. the smile and wink come naturally, but swallowing my pride isnt all that easy.

when angry count to four, when very angry swear" -Mark Twain