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Manly Manners.....

The other day, I was at the gym and was approached by a young man while I was sweating it out on the treadmill.  He first asked me about my t-shirt.  It was some bootleg shirt that had "Police" on the back.  He asked me if I was an officer.  I said, "Nope".



Of course, he wasn't done.


He taps me on my shoulder. I turn towards him and he says, "I want you!"    My response, "Not right now. I'm working out."  I turn and continue to workout. 

He still doesn't stop trying. He goes to his car and writes his number on a piece of paper and gives it to me.   I just sigh and said thanks. [shrug]



Two days later, I'm walking from the gym and this OLDER man yells, 'Yo gurl! What IS up?"  I instantly said....UGH but then I thought back to the younger man and his approach to me. Why should I expect him to know the proper way to talk with a woman when older men yell down the street YO Gurl!  :/



I greet everyone. If you say hello, I'm the first to say, HI!  I smile. I'm pleasant. I'm not being uppity or overly critical of these men.  I'm wondering why we really have high expectations that younger men will treat our daughters with respect when they have no teachers, no mentors. 


I was thinking how it seems our men need a charm school nowadays - all ages.  This isn't to say that women don't because LAWD knows some of us need it badly but there's more opportunities for women to learn the basics in womanhood.   Believe me, that's a lot coming from me.  I will admit that if a young man isn't in sports or doesn't have a male role model, the opportunities to learn the basics of manhood and manners are slim to none.

The older generation (my generation) needs to step up and teach, correct, and motivate our younger counterparts.  We need to have some respect for one another. Yelling down the street....UGH.   Telling a woman...."I want you"...UGH.  Let's do better.

just my thoughts rolling.....

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