Feb 28 2008
Women are from Venus and the men won’t build us highways.
There are fundamental differences between the genders, and these can often be recognized in a symbolic way by how each gender behaves on the highways.
Case in point:
A woman (no specific woman, I shan’t name any names here, YOU CAN’T PROVE ANYTHING) will think, plan, and execute her highway strategy with cunning and forethought. Let’s say she is going to need to exit in 127 miles. In order to prepare, she will drive in the slow lane at 20 MPH under the speed limit with all the old people just so she’s ready when her exit suddenly appears. It will take her 2 extra hours to reach her destination, but dammit - she will be in the right lane when the time comes to leave the highway in a safe and orderly fashion.
Men, on the other hand, will drive in the fast lane until they are three inches from the exit and then expect that, like Moses, they can part the Red Sea traffic with nothing more than their staffs (ahem) and their booming voices. (Probably saying something less Mosesly than “The Lord of Hosts will do battle for us. Behold his mighty hand!” It would more likely be “Come on, you assholes, let me over - I have to exit in one half of an inch! FUCK YOU - I’m a man, I have to drive like this!”)
This post has nothing at all to do with the fact that my darling husband and I commute together every day. Uh-uh. Nothing.
