Friday, September 2, 2016

Take It Like A Man, Bitch (Recovered)

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Originally posted on November 27, 2007

Category : Life


Take It Like A Man Bitch


I'm in the store today buying some things we'd run out of. I'm in the soda aisle trying to find a particular brand. On the same isle, there was a big 30-something year old dude and an 80-something year old woman, both in the same area as me. The big brotha and I are having trouble either finding or deciding the brand we want but the old lady was quite the opposite. I glance over at her, and see she's struggling with the 12 packs (of soda). It's really bothersome watching an old lady struggle like that. I look at the big dude and he's looking in her direction too. After a few seconds of watching her, I start in her direction to ask her if she needed help. The exact moment I take a step towards her, the brotha takes a step in the same direction. I smile at him and tell him, “I was just about to ask her if she needed help too." 😁 He looked at me as if he was puzzled and proceeded to pick up a 2 liter just inches away from the old woman. 🧑‍🦳 I then realize that he had no intention of helping the old lady, he was just waiting for her to get out his way. Oh well, maybe chivalry is dead. I go over to the woman and ask her if she needs help with anything else (she'd managed about four 12 packs on her own). She smiles at me, tells me she doesn't need any help and says something else I didn't understand. I just smile back at her and reply, "Yes ma'am." That guy had absolutely no problems watching that old woman and it really bothered me. I remember experiencing that same sickening feeling in Philadelphia not too long ago. To go to downtown Philly, we'd ride the trolley in. 🚋  I was amazed at the number of young men that would let old women (with and without grocery bags), women with children and just women in general, stand while they sat their lazy azzes in the cozy trolley seats (not that cozy really). Not even the old women expected anyone to get up for them. Of course, either my sister or I offered our seats on numerous occasions. Every time we'd do that, they (the standing ladies) were appreciative, but they looked at us like we were from another planet (I guess to them, Texas is another planet 🤠). I know, I shouldn't be upset by that sort of thing, it's just the world we live in now. These days, women are just too independent. We're all demanding bitches that just want too much. If we want to be treated like tender flowers, we'd better stay uneducated, barefoot and pregnant. If we claim we want equal rights, we can stand our wide azzes up on a trolley and struggle with our own 12 packs of soda, even in our 80s. 👵🏾 We just need to shut the fuck up and "take it like a man." But I'm not a man and I don't want to be one! I'm so disappointed in the present state of manhood right now. 😐 Okay, I'll calm down. I'm a little "miffed" at the moment but you know me, I'll be fine. As I've said before, I'll continue to hold out hope that a strong, masculine and chivalrous man will sweep me off my feet and destroy this sour taste in my mouth regarding the pitiful state of a great number of men today. We'll ride off into the sunset together on a horse named "Hope" and have 2.5 kids. We'll live in a cute little house with a small front yard, a big back yard and a white picket fence. On second thought, I'll just settle for a Big Mac combo meal 🍔🍟🥤 and a little lovin' every now and then. It's best to keep all my options open. 😏



Posted : 2007-11-28 04:13:00 PM Created : 2007-11-28 04:31:00 PM Visible to : Public
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Originally posted on November 27, 2007

I'm in the store today buying some things we'd run out of. I'm in the soda isle trying to find a particular brand. On the same isle, there was a big 30-something year old dude and an 80-something year...

 
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