Boys will be boys. Sometimes we girls have to just let them be. No doubt you’ll hear this again: pick your battles wisely.Boys like to fix things: a squeaky door, a leaky faucet, a broken heart. WD40, a wrench, a screwdriver, these are the tools of their trade.
They don’t like manuals, but they do like rules and parameters. They obsess over them. There is no room for opinion, preference, or democracy.
Therefore I know when I take my bike into the shop it will be returned exactly how I don’t want it. My mechanic does it every time. The last guy I dated did the same thing. That didn’t last.
I know my brakes are high, that’s how I like them. I've been on the bike before. I've used the brakes. I get that it’s ‘wrong’. They don’t understand it’s what I like. Some of them will never listen to what we like.
I watched a boy move your brakes too. I thought, no wait, I can’t tell you what I thought, you are 4. But I thought, she’s not gonna like that!
Your daddy made me change it back. I told you I am the same way. It happens every time.
Everything I didn’t learn in school, I learned from a kindergartner. You told me you couldn’t reach. You know what, you were right.
I have my daddy’s hands and they probably do reach, but many girls would need to cheat those brakes up. I never thought about it before. I just know to leave things as I found them.
That’s probably going to be one you’re gonna wanna fight. It’s not about leaving the seat down, it’s more important to leave it as you found it.
2 comments:
You could just work on the bike your own self. I never took mine to a mechanic!
Johnny be good. You might have a question some day, or need an extra pair of hands. Brakes are different these days, but at least you can buy a 'third hand' if that stubborn girl refuses to help.
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