The Polite Man At Target And My Challenge With Feminism
A reader reminded me of this post the other day. “A guy actually opened my car door for me!”, she gushed, “I just about jumped him right then and there.”
Imagine that.
Alert the media.
Man gets lucky after a random act of politeness.
I couldn’t stop myself. I tweaked it, I changed a couple of things, I added the word anomaly and took out some stuff about stairs. You may remember it. It’s the same only longer in a short kind of way.
Then I sent it to the Huffington Post.
So without further ado, an essay about my short-lived parking lot relationship with the polite man at Target, and my continuing struggle with feminism.
Please, feel free to make it go viral.
Carry on,
xox
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/janet-bertolus/the-polite-man-at-target-_b_11722578.html
