I made an observation yesterday in class. I thought you might enjoy my musings...
As we sat in our morning class with the windows open for some crisp Upper Hutt air, the heavens opened up and it began to pour. The wind picked up at the same time (I'm starting to realise Wellington rarely has one without the other!) and before you knew it, the rain was coming in through the windows on both sides of the classroom.
What happened next amused me greatly:
On one side of the room a female, gently pushed back her chair, made her way to the nearest window, pulled the blind up using the chord, reached out - shielding her face from the splashes with the other hand I might add! - and closed the window. Quietly having achieved what she set out to do, she sat back down causing as little disruption in the process as possible.
On the other side of the room, however, three men jumped up causing their chairs to almost topple backwards, in at least 2 and a half 'man-strides' made it to the windows, 'man-grabbed' the venetian blinds (as a farmer would grab a small animal!), slammed the windows shut (just to make sure they were indeed closed!), 'man-strided' back to their chairs and plonked themselves down - all three with the look of Cheshire cats across their faces.
The venetian blinds were the unfortunate victims in this situation - they have yet to recover and actually cover the windows as they did the day before yesterday!
What do we take away from this situation? I suppose man obviously needs to feel needed - just get there first and remove anything fragile in their path as I doubt very much they will see it or pause long enough to remove it with out 'man-handling' it! ... hmmm ... my house is so not 'man-proof' - but that's a whole other blog!!
3 comments:
The latest BCM joke as follows:
How many 'men' does it take to close a window during class?
Ooooo ... I've opened a tiny wee can of worms haven't I Schroeder?!
To quote a favourite movie: "Fester! Fester! Fester! ... Rot! Rot! Rot!"
Time, however, is not of the essence in 'all things practical'... grace, flair, an eye for the fragile and style, however, IS!!
I did neglect to make the link between men's inability to see the fragile and how grateful we damsels may indeed be for their efforts though! ... all be it with a grin!
Who's next out there for the talking stick?!
i have a new verb to add to my vocabulary...can't wait to use "man-strided" in a sentence! haha!
i miss windy wellington...although i have to confess i miss wellington a lot more than the wind.
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