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Why I hate women drivers

Most recently, it is because they boxed me in where I was parked at the Science Center in Austin. So there were cars all around me and just enough space for my car to squeeze through the space between the 2 cars parked to my right, facing each other, provided I had another driver to watch me come out because it was so close.

Did I mention it was lunch time, and I had the 2 kids and we'd already spent almost 2 hours at the Science Center?  I'll let you think about that a moment. 

My blood pressure went up when I saw what had happened.  It goes without saying that I wanted to cry.  Why would I think women drivers were involved? Well...I think only a woman would not notice that I would be boxed in and then park right in front of me so I couldn't get out.  Oblivious is what I call it.

In addition, they get on their cell phones as they are backing out of a parking lot. Me - I am terrified I hit something or worse, someone's child, so a parking lot is the one place I especially try to pay attention.  I try to have as many of my wits about me as I can, especially since as a woman driver, I already don't think too highly of my skills.

Women are also the ones who don't let you in when you need to switch lanes because they are too busy looking straight ahead...and nowhere else.  Since I am also a woman driver, I frequently miss the correct lane that I have to be in and need to switch, so I know what I am talking about.

I could go on, but I won't.  In fact, Lucas has now taken to muttering "Woman-driver", referring to any hazardous/silly driving he sees.  I think I've done enough to reinforce stereotypes.

If you do happen to be in the minority of females who consider themselves excellent, observant drivers and are offended by this post, remember, this post doesn't refer to you, but to every other female driver.

p.s. How did I manage my boxed-in situation? After much manoeuvering to get enough space so I could turn, a good Samaritan, (Thank you John!) was able to get the car out for me, with me directing.

Comments

G said…
Great post! Funny and true at the same time :)
Austin Trini said…
I thought I'd be getting hate mail, but so far it's been very quiet guys!
Greta said…
What a story :-) It makes me think again of why I don't want to drive in NY, where it's so congested and such a pain to find parking.

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