This revelation has got to be one of the funniest about men. One Saturday morning while running my morning errands, I sat at a light pondering the many things I had to do that day. Suddenly without much thought I snapped out of my daze and set my gaze upon a car wash across the street. Now I know you may be thinking a car wash, how exciting, but what I will tell you next is absolutely amazing. So back to the car wash, as my gaze began to narrow on the fuzzy images walking about pacing back and forth, I noticed a common theme. All of the patron were men. Yes men.
Men of all ethnic backgrounds, all ages, buff ones, skinny ones, tall ones, short ones, bald ones, well you get where I'm going with this. Not only were these men diverse so were the automobiles being washed, luxury to sport utility, minivan to sports cars, two doors to four doors, colors every bit as diverse. But what I found absolutely amusing was how each of them paced back and forth. From the back around then walking back to the front. Checking for spots, then resuming. Wiping windows then circling to back to check the bumpers. I mean this was a very intense task these men were set upon. Each man was in unison taking great pride in the appearance of the car. Taking great car to make sure their car was a true show piece.
So to all the wives, girlfriends, mothers, and sisters, to all the women who have men in their lives and wonder where they disappear to on a Saturday morning. I'm here to tell its not to golf, nor play basket ball or any other sports, or to hangout with friends. No ladies, they go to play in the ultimate man play ground..... The Car Wash...
Until Next Time,
Peace, Love, and Blessings.
