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oh yeah we show some skin and all and it's like \"How can we help you Miss\" but other times its like they don't see us. i hate that. sure there are some guys whom don't do that but there is still alot out there who do and it sucks

Envy wrote:

I start driving next January - When the weather should be better.

Half-dreading it really, due to the costs I know are at the other end after passing. I know I'd never have the motivation nor interest to read into repairing cars.

Do mechanics go to university or do they go on vocational courses? Because if it's university - I know who I'll need to befriend. :woohoo:

Good luck Envy! In Canada, they go to trade (vocational) school. Then they work for a certain number of hours, go back to school for a certain number of weeks, and repeat several times. It takes about 5 years of school and work to get your full, cross-Canada license.

Cemwerewolf, that really sucks! But it does seem to happen that way, and not only with mechanics. I find the same thing when we have any type of tradesman working on the house... they always talk to my husband, even though I'm usually the one handing over the cash.

Morgana wrote:

I find the same thing when we have any type of tradesman working on the house... they always talk to my husband, even though I'm usually the one handing over the cash.

What a promising world I'll be entering in adulthood! :woohoo:

\"Mind you, if I'm wearing one of my corsets guys seem to be tripping over their own feet in their rush to come to my assistance . . .\"

I find that really creepy - I've noticed the unusual attention I get whilst wearing corsets as well.

During my first week of college, we had tutor lessons daily..I dressed more casually for the first 4/5 days of the week..On the last day, I decided to dress up properly, corset, skirt, subtle makeup..Suddenly, a guy who sat on my table asked me who I was and claimed he had never seen me before, despite sitting on my table everyday of that week.

My husband and I were out with both our cars once, and his broke down. So he took mine (1969 Chevelle) off to find a garage/tow truck somewhere, and left me to guard his car. I wasn't wearing a corset or anything like that, just my usual tight jeans and tank top, and sitting on the hood of his 1969 Cutlass. There was a gravel quarry on the road we were on, and trucks going by every few mintues. For the hour or so I was there, every single trucker stopped to ask if I needed help... some of them 2 or 3 times! I'm not sure if it was me, or the car, or both that they were interested in. It was pretty funny though.

I also tend to get a lot of attention like that when I'm driving my car, as it's pretty unusual for a woman to be driving that type of car. I pump my own gas, and can check oil, transmission fluid, etc., and it usually draws a bit of a crowd when I pull in somewhere and pop the hood to check fluids!

i can do gas and check stuff too. i think it's seeing a woman doing all that that gets people to stop and chekc it out.

Man I feel like a kid still regarding cars, I dunno how to drive ( i wanted to learn but I can't swim either and I thought what if I crash into a lake ) or know anything practical about them, my father loved his car too much to let me drive and now it is too expensive to learn. But still I would like to, I need that, I feel embarrassed like I dunno how to read or something. I envy all of ya :laugh: