The chauvinist drives in Canberra?

Personally I’d drive about 90 percent of the time when we are both in the car but on a pickup or drop off pickee/dropee always rides shotgun.

Another one if seen is the fuel stop, where the passenger fills the car. As a driver I always fill, as a passenger I’ll volunteer to fill for points but other times I’ve plainly said.”you’re drivin’!”

I couldn’t stop laughing one day when I saw a late 80’s mazda 323 pull up with a rather large female driver. A rake skinny guy got out of the passenger side to fill the car…I call him cletis.

It’s not that she can’t drive, more the fact that I feel uneasy when i’m not driving.

This is done for safety reasons. Everybody knows about woman drivers and the many crashes they have. Women’s brains are ten percent smaller than men’s brains so it stands to reason they have trouble with the basics of driving and complying with road rules.

Deref said :

astrojax said :

but the title was deliberately baiting to get you to notice.

Have you always been a troll or is it a new hobby for you?

There’s a bit of troll in everyone.

astrojax said :

but the title was deliberately baiting to get you to notice.

Have you always been a troll or is it a new hobby for you?

ps0104 said :

Me thinks you are reading into things a little too much astrojax…

i suspect you’re probably right – i just get bored waiting for astress taking too long and read too much into the daily goings on of folk about whom i know nothing, so the fertile brain goes into overdrive and makes it up. s’fun but!

You have quite possibly observed me (and my wife)! We do exactly this. There is nothing chauvinist or sinister about it. She is a perfectly capable driver but doesnt particularly like driving. I don’t mind driving, and most of the time actually quite enjoy it. The solution? She drives from her workplace to mine, picks me up, and then I drive the rest of the way home. Everyone is happy.

Me thinks you are reading into things a little too much astrojax…

Yeah, yeah I’ve got thoughts, why is that people can’t go about their own lives without having to justify themselves to other people?

No one wonder people think Canberra is full of backward thinking asshats, I think it’s because it kinda is full of those people.

The reason my wife hops out and gets in the passenger seat when she picks me up, is that half the time she’s napping on the way home (seriously, she can grab a nap during a 10 minute drive sometimes!) At various other times over the past couple of years, she’s also been pregnant and either exhausted after a day at work, or feeling sick. She was feeling like that a long time before she looked obviously pregnant too.

We usually do this simply because my wife prefers me to drive. It makes her feel like she’s being looked after and cared for. She can relax, listen to the music and enjoy the ride while I deal with the traffic.

seems a few posters have missed the bits where i genuinely ask for clarification – which a few illuminating folk have offered; thanks – but the title was deliberately baiting to get you to notice.

and i think it was once a getz, or a ditzy little toy car like that [deliberate provocative comment, in case it goes over heads] – i know it can be for many plausible and non-chauvinistic reasons [like derr] and some responses provide explanations, but it was prevalent enough and evocative of a past chauvinistic era i recall to mention it here for the hive mind to consider. i give a crap enough about it to try to get to know the minds of people i am otherwise not going to get out of my car abandoning astromonkey to stop them and have them explain their behaviour; i find it interesting – don’t you? thanks for answers… oh, & this is why this is called a ‘social’ network site. derr…

I guess it’s just how some people roll. Never really considered it out of the ordinary.

Other way round in our family. I taught my husband to drive in the first place so initially I did all our driving. I only taught him to drive as I got over trying to stay awake to take him to work at midnight and then up again to collect him at 730am. I try my best to make him drive on the highway so i can sleep!

Deref said :

Why would you automatically jump to the conclusion that it’s misogynistic behaviour? There are plenty of possible explanations besides that.

Definitely says more about the OP than the ‘issue’ itself.

keepitup said :

Simple. If she doesn’t vacate the drivers seat – she’ll get sat on.

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 :

The ladies in canberra like it both ways

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 :

Simple. If she doesn’t vacate the drivers seat – she’ll get sat on.

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.