May 18, 2011

independence is overrated.

Today- I am going to consciously contribute to stereotypes.
I think there are certain things men are just supposed to know, and things that my life will carry on contently if I never, ever think about.
    
I was walking through Wal-Mart a few weeks ago, when a friend from school stopped me. My cart was full of groceries and cleaning supplies. You know... typical things you go to Wal-Mart for? 
 
I glanced into his cart and saw two big blue jugs like the one pictured below.
I do not even remember the conversation that we had, because it was at that exact moment I realized how fundamentaly different men and women are.
    
I had no idea what those jugs were. I didn't think that Wal-Mart had started selling industrial strength raspberry kool-aide, but I have been wrong before.
 Then I started thinking, "maybe that's something I saw in the auto section while I was picking out a new air freshner?" SOMETHING made me realize, that is the stuff that goes IN your car.
Somewhere, I have learned this.
I don't know how, I don't know when, and frankly...I don't know why. 
This worries me.
Apparently this blue liquid is important enough that people are going to Wal-Mart and buying it. If you read this blog, you know that I think of a lot of random things.
"I need to going to Wal-Mart and buy windshield wiper fluid," has NEVER been one of them.
        
Sidenote: I still really don't know what it was. By Google-ing "Blue Liquids that go in cars" I have learned way to much. Apparently to steer... you need fluid? And transmissions need fluid, and brakes, and air conditioning, AND windshield wipers...these are all different fluids people. We are going to carry on and assume the mysterious blue jug was windshield wiper fluid, for the simple sake of storytelling.

Am I supposed to be buying windshield wiper fluid? What does windshield
wiper fluid do? How often do these suckers need watering? What happens if you don't have fluid? Does a light ding?
Well, there is some sort of bell going off... in my head. For the first time I have the sudden urge to go buy gallons of blue liquid from the auto department. I don't know what I will do with it, but apparently at some point in your life you're supposed to buy it, and I have yet to reach that right of passage.
OR
is this a dude thing?
is this one of those things guys do for fun? because they know what it is, so they just do it?

Typically I will wait for 5 of the 6 lights on my dashboard-y signal-y thing-y to go off and start dinging like it's a Carol of the Bells Christmas Concert everytime I start my car, before I will head on down to the dealership. Do the nice men at the dealership put the blue stuff in for me once they're done lecturing me about changing my oil? Am I supposed to ask for the blue stuff changed too?
Or am I supposed to be buying it at Wal Mart??
     These are things men tend to know. Men care about windshield wiper fluid. That is a wonderful thing, because I do not. I think those blue jugs were one of the things I was never supposed to think about. Seeing them caused nothing but confusion. 
    
Stereotypes Schmereotypes. I'm going to check my blinker fluid now. Can't turn left without it! 

1 comment:

Karen H said...

And people wonder why I worry about you...

 
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