Men are bending over backwards to do nice things for me these days. I don't even ask them to. It is very strange, but I like it so far. I had an entourage last weekend. I have never had an entourage before. After I purchased my car, two men from the dealership drove my car and an extra car 30 miles to Modesto so that I could return my rental car and drive my own car home. It was not part of the deal to sell me the car. It was after I had already agreed upon the price (after 3 hours of negotiating in which I told them what I wanted to pay and waited until they met me there. I was not an easy sell.) and the salesman just was being nice.
When I got to the rental office, the man there didn't charge me for leaving the car at a different place than the one I got it at (though he had said he would). He was very nice.
Then on Saturday, a guy in the parking lot of the grocery store offered to haul my groceries to my car for me. At first I declined, but then I reconsidered and told him I'd take his help if it was no trouble to him. I was perfectly capable of hauling my own groceries, but if a man wants to be kind to me, I guess I can let him be kind.
3 years ago