Last night I stopped at the store to buy some vegetables for that baby. I was standing in the self checkout line. As you may have experienced in self checkout, you form one line and wait for the next available station. So I was standing there, clearly waiting, and these two dudes came and stood next to one of the registers. As the woman finished up and walked away, they proceeded to put their stuff down so they could check out. Homey don’t play that. I politely informed them that I was next in line.
“Oh, there’s a line?”
Yeah, dude. And I’m first. And the sexually ambiguous chick behind me is next then YOU get to go. They got a little mouthy and said something about “ladies going first” which was dumb because my gender had nothing to do with it. I was next in line! But even if I wasn’t, what happened to men being gentlemen and letting a lady go first?
These new crop of men are a trip. Selfish. Rude. They (and I am speaking in general terms) don’t hold doors, don’t let women off of elevators first, and now they have taken to bumrushing checkout lines at the market. Just trifling!
Last month when I was in Charlotte, I stopped to get gas on my way out of town. I witnessed a young, black couple pull up in a nearly new Mercedes. The woman was driving. And, get this, she got out and pumped the gas while homey sat in the passenger seat chillin. I was disgusted. What kind of man let’s a woman pump her own gas?
Okay, maybe my views are a bit archaic. And maybe dude had a broken leg and couldn’t get out of the car. But c’mon, you know he didn’t.