Let’s get one thing straight, here. I have a major head cold, which means I’m just a bit snarky. But in spite of that, as a Louie-Louie Lass, I am more than willing to give the benefit of the doubt to anyone who thinks ANY woman is a … what’s that word? … hooker?. Yeah. THAT word. Know what? More power to her.
So the lady wants to pay her way. Maybe, guys, she knows he has limited funds and she just got paid her waitress salary and figures she can help him pay the rent. Maybe … just maybe … she is tired of sitting beside him at a nice restaurant, wearing her nicest dress and some perfume (cheap, probably, ‘cause she is “only” a waitress), while he keeps his damned baseball hat on. “Manly,” that’s what he thinks he is.
Yup, I know, like my own Louie-Louie Lad, I am a dinosaur. And I am damned glad of it!
My granddaughters (all 5 of ‘em) know to expect the guys they date to treat them with courtesy and at least a semblance of politeness. They aren’t afraid to be as strong as they need to be to get ahead in this tough old world. They aren’t afraid to study, to learn, to innovate … to BE.
As Dick says, they all know how to “Be You” for themselves.
Are we heading for a matriarchal society? Maybe. And maybe that isn’t such a bad thing. Grow up, guys. You have been in charge for, what, 4 thousand years now? We don’t want to walk six paces behind anymore.
And Big Louie, and or any of his Lads, would/should take the balls off any idiot who attempted to get stupid with his LLLass.
Guys think linearly. Girls (all of us) do not. We multi-task with ease … although I could do without those damned idiots in the big SUVs talking or texting on a cell phone while they weave their way down the road. Give us the room we have given you ‘lo these many years … and GET OUT OF OUR WAY !