Being older I have learned to 'play the game' with men like that. You know 'the game' where you have to act helpless and stupid to get what you need done. Although I have to say it makes me cringe when I have to. I do know how to manipulate it so the outcome is what I wanted in the first place. But getting there is aggravating.
For being someone who is far from helpless, playing the 'helpless role' has come from age and gritted teeth. Like the old saying, "You catch more flies with honey than with vinegar". When I was younger something like that would have set me off and a face to face argument would have ensued.
Getting older hasn't been too bad. I've learned to live with the few small chin hairs that I notice ( and pluck!). The grey hair doesn't bother me much these days. There are more creaks in the joints than there ever used to be. And as previously talked about, the old 'cowboy' hands along with the tan leathery face.
The gist of this post is with age we learn how to deal with certain, one tracked mind, stereotypical individuals. Or some times we just don't have to and put that certain person in their rightful place! Which is behind you!
Until next time........................
