When I was younger (much much younger) I used to hate to parallel park. I still hate it, but now I have learned to figure out how to avoid it. However, as a twenty-something, I would often hail a passing young college man to park my car for me. They always smiled, laughed, and did as I asked.
I stopped playing for many years. Until one day when my oldest son was in HS. I was a part of a fund raiser and there was this one male parent. He was absolutely the most bigoted man I've ever met. His wife was so sweet and he was horrid. Women were to serve in their place and worship man. This can be fun in some places, but not in every day life! (I may be painting him blacker than he was...but I wouldn't bet on it!)
Anyway, we'll call him 'C' (creepy) was very bossy. It was starting to get on my nerves big time. He was directing and sharing his vast knowledge of how to do everything. But, he was not doing a damn thing to prove he knew what he was talking about. I was getting VERY antsy and a couple of my friends were on the fence between strangling this guy and letting me at him.
I remember almost shaking them off. I stood as high as my 5'2" self could, thrust my itty breasts out, pulled down my not so tight top, fixed my hair, and set my dramatics in motion. I sauntered over to 'C' and mentioned the trash needed emptied. He looked down at me, rather condescendingly, and asked why didn't I do it. I blinked up at him and said, "I'm so small." After a bit of banter back and forth, I proceeded to convince him his muscles were the only ones around that could empty the trash cans. My manipulative pleas asking for his help worked. 'C' cheerfully showed me exactly how to empty the garbage cans the right way. When he was done, I thanked him profusely and walked back to my laughing friends.
Strider was horrified at what I had done. I looked at my son and said, "I made him do the job, it was a nasty job, I didn't do it, and I'm not ashamed of making him do it. He's not nice." My poor kid was still stunned and I didn't have to play that 'girl card' the rest of the weekend fundraiser. 'C' did some work on his own. Maybe he thought I would be impressed. NOT!