Ladies, you've all been there.
Men, I hope you haven't all been there.
Yesterday, I am in my car, in my gym clothes, sporting a ponytail and blinged-out pink sunglasses. This truck full of at least five men begins to hoot and holler at me...slowing their car so they are alongside mine. I look to the car in front of me - woman. I look to the car behind me - woman. Why must they pick me?
I get to the stoplight, they stop one car length in front of me and I stay put. I see them all going nuts turning around wondering why I have not pulled forward. The light turns green, I zoom on by. As I do, even though I had rolled up my windows in protest, they all begin the verbal onslaught again, only this time hanging out the window and flailing wildly.
Seriously? Do men really think this works? What did they expect me to do - roll down my window and scream my number at them while they take a picture? I also wonder about their taste if they are going after the gymified lil girl in the '93 Honda as opposed to the classy ladies in functioning cars surrounding me. At least they gave me a good laugh...they actually probably saw me laughing...hard.
My friend recommended this gem from Jerry Seinfeld as an explanation:
It's the only thing we know for sure, it really is: we want women. How do we get them? Oh, we don't know 'bout that, we don't know. The next step after that we have no idea. This is why you see men honking car-horns, yelling from construction sites. These are the best ideas we've had so far.. The car-horn-honk, is that a beauty? Have you seen men doing this? What is this? The man is in the car, the woman walks by the front of the car, he honks. This man is out of ideas. I mean what is he expecting? For the woman to stop and say "Hey you honked at me .. Ahhhh that's so sweet .. I never knew you felt this way!"?
What are your holla back stories?