is it just me, or am i in the wrong spot at the right time..? but collecting astress from her place of work (west civic precinct is all i’ll say) of late i have noticed a phenomenon that i thought society divested itself of two or three decades ago.
car pulls up; she waits. he comes out of office – she gets out of driver’s seat, they kiss [or not] and he gets in the driver’s seat and she the passenger seat and off he drives.
what, she’s good enough to drive when he isn’t in the car, but when he’s in the vehicle only he can drive? is this just a canberra phenomenon? am i missing something?
for the record, astress has licence and drives as often, if not more, than i do; but i often pick up astromonkey, then astress and so simply keep one driver for continuity. and also for the record, i have witnessed this above-described behaviour some dozen or so times in the past three or four collections but have not witnessed the inverse [ie, she drives home once collected by him]. also, for clarity, it has only once or twice been a ‘bloke’s car’, like a v8 beast thing – usually is nondescript, common marque…
any thoughts? are you one of these collectees/ors?? please explain.
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What’s Your opinion?
The chauvinist drives in Canberra?
Deref said :
Definitely says more about the OP than the ‘issue’ itself.
keepitup said :
Your name is interesting.
I make my missus drive everywhere when I am in the car. She doesn’t want a traditional relationship – fine. She can drive and mow the lawn. She always says “All the other guys drive their wives around!”, “It’s the mans turn to be looked after now” I reply. Fair yes?
I drive about 200kms a day in my day job anyway.
Why would you automatically jump to the conclusion that it’s misogynistic behaviour? There are plenty of possible explanations besides that.
gooterz said :
really ? where do I find a chick like that ?
Road Rage. A common stres.s relief technique in Canberra
Funny how when something like this is always firstly blamed on the man by some.
When infact its more likely that she chooses not to drive.
The ladies in canberra like it both ways, some really like guys that treat them like 1950’s housewives and others don’t.
One thing i have noticed is that some females tend not to even get a licence and put it onto someone else to drive them everywhere.
The reactions of the people who do it are illuminating. Yes, it’s a stupid hangover of a stupid practice. I’ve not seen it in the US, but here in Australia it seems that men have a real problem with being in a car driven by a female. I recently saw this seat-swap in a Getz, and mused that someone needed to tell the guy that being in the driver’s seat wouldn’t help, it was still a Getz.
keepitup said :
She’s lucky to even be in the front right eh!! I mean really, what’s she even doing out of the kitchen ehh. Cause all us male canberr drivers are like that eh! Now fetch my pipe and slippers and be doll and grab me the paper.
Simple. If she doesn’t vacate the drivers seat – she’ll get sat on.
OP why do you give enough of a crap about people who you don’t know or have no bareing on your life so much that you decided to write an essay on it, and share it with the rest of us?Seriously? you have an issue if a man drives and a woman doesn’t? – what you probably caught was me, i hate driving in Civic or Barton or any other stupid place filled with people wearing ties – (you’d think that them having such jobs would require the intelligence to cross the road without me having to swerve to miss them.) I plain refuse to drive in Civic, won’t do it – never will! What you caught was probably the furthest from chauvinist as you could get. Try knowing the people your talking about rather than just labeling them women haters.
Believe it or not but some women still like the door to be opened for them too! What is the 50s?? 😉
We’ve done this too. My partner is a terrible passenger and always interjects helpful little comments when I’m driving. Eventually I just told him that if he’s in the car he can drive.
I do whatever I can to drive the V8 in our family as opposed to the hideous Camry but I prefer driving it alone. If I had to pick up Mr Poetix in whatever car (and I can’t imagine how that would happen, unless he lost his licence, in which case his life would be hell) I’d drive us home. If we were going out of the ACT, I would probably prefer him to drive, and the undignified swap thing might occur.
When my daughter was a tiny baby we’d sometimes swap so I could ride in the back seat near her. That’s called Taliban style.
To change the topic slightly, it’s always a giggle how some people want to race you in a V8.
This happens all the time with me. Missus picks me up and makes me drive home. The reason? Neither of us enjoy driving, so it’s a constant battle of wills as to who does the driving. Since I am being picked up, it’s my turn to drive home.
We have other rules as well:
If the destination is her family, she drives, if it’s mine I drive.
If the destination is her choice (ie shopping for earings, etc): she drives, otherwise I drive (ie getting an xbox game).
Sometimes we split the difference and we drive half.
I could go on about how sometimes I get drunk before being picked up or at the destination to force her to drive, but that’s another story.