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Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Hypothetical question here.

A family of five is on a car trip. Everyone is hungry. Exits with fast food abound. Time is of no consequence.

The obstacle: A male driver whose name will remain nameless since this is a hypothetical. The driver wants to go further. Never mind that the big city we're--I mean, they're--passing through is coming to an end. Never mind that there is no city, no town, not even an exit for the next hour. Never mind that the sounds of our growling stomachs can be heard over the road noise. The driver wants, no, NEEDS, to travel on.

And here is the burning, hypothetical question--Why?

Why, when everyone's hungry does the driver need to put more miles under the wheels before stopping? Doesn't matter if it's breakfast, lunch, or a potty break. It's going to take five minutes or twenty minutes any way you slice it. Why must it wait? What is he hoping to accomplish?

Inquiring female minds want to know.
Denise Hunter  
posted at 3:08 AM  
  Comments (23)
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At 10:01 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Excellent question! My brother used to be that way when we'd drive from Columbus, Ohio to Tallahassee, FL.

He HAD to beat the old record. If there were such thing as drive through bathrooms, we'd have used them.

My guess is it's a mile/hour/timeage thing. Who knows. Does the hypothetical male know? ;)

At 10:03 PM, Blogger Ane Mulligan said...

There IS no answer for that, Denise. It's a MALE thing. 'Nuff said. And they tell you men are logical. Hmph.

At 10:57 PM, Blogger Kristin Billerbeck said...

That loud whining sound lets them know they're alive? It's like they're in the woods, hunting can't be that easy. They must work for it. Labor for it. The hypothetical screams of terror in the back remind them...they are men!

FYI, as a woman, you must stake out all Starbucks' drive thrus on your route. This is your job. You calling. This message will self-destruct in thirty seconds.

At 11:01 PM, Blogger Jaime said...

Wonderful question, Denise, of which I have no answer. I leave for a 2 week vacation to Montana and my husband won't even stop for 5 min to get me Starbucks coffee. It's like we're in a race to get the best camping site in a million acres of National park land.

I've learned to cross my legs and pull the "potty break" thing. But then he's started calling my bluff and stopping at rest stops instead of gas stations where I can at least get a cup of water down black stuff I call "gas station java-juice"

So, I've coerced my sister-in-law into going to Italy with me next spring. We'll be stopping as often and as frequently as we want!!! :) :) :)

PS - "drive through bathrooms"! Rachel, I'm ROTFLOL! :) :)

At 11:35 PM, Blogger Jennie said...

My husband is in the background this very minute arguing this question with me....what is it with men?! He told me that when he was a kid his dad would take a bottle for the kids (he has only 2 other brothers)to take care of business in, while on the road to the ranch. WHAT? Are you kidding?

I am getting a little worried about any long road trips in our near future...

I vowed to be submissive...but that might be where I draw the line :)

At 11:38 PM, Blogger Jennie said...


Kristin, he also says that your post is pretty accurate. Way to Go Girl!

At 11:51 PM, Blogger eileen said...

Where's Alan at a time like this?

At 1:07 AM, Blogger Heather said...

So reminding me of my brother and his rules of the car: no one sleeps while he's driving, no one asks to stop, and no one listens to music except what Chris (I'm not protecting the "innocent" here!)has chosen. @@ . . .I've stopped riding with him.

When we went to Costa Rica this spring, everyone ignored my need for food before we left civilization. They sure were sorry by the time we hit our destination. No food and a migraine don't make for a pleasant ride.

At 1:33 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Denise, I think this post can safely be labeled "passive aggression"! LOL!

My husband's not too bad, but I do take along a picnic basket of snacks just in case. As for a bathroom, the boys go on the side of the road, us girls have to wait!

That's soemthing I will never get used to here in Germany: guys standing on the side of the road to pee. It's rather shocking. No kidding, one time I drove up a small hill, and at the top a bus had stopped and 8-12 men were lined up against a fence relieving themselves. They just looked at me and laughed!

At 7:32 AM, Blogger Denise Hunter said...

Rachel, no, the hypothetical male does not know. I'm pretty sure rest stops were a male invention--the closest thing to a drive through bathroom that exists.

Thankfully, Jaime, Kevin is addicted to coffee too, so there's no problem getting him to stop there. I think he looks at it as fuel for the body.

Kristin, I think you're as close to "right" as we'll ever get. Where IS Allen?

Jennie, Kevin has jokingly handed me a bottle. Yeah, with three boys in the car, this is a sight they want to see.

At 8:28 AM, Anonymous Suzanne Schaffer said...

I think it has something to do with the male primal hunting instinct. No longer do our, I mean, ANY men have to go out and hunt for our daily food so they do it when they can. A quick stop on a fast food ridden highway isn't a challenge.....ha haha

At 9:32 AM, Blogger Kristy Dykes said...

I think Kristin nailed it. It's the primal hunting thing.

Jennie, DON'T go through life thinking this is a submission issue. (Heehee.) My husband was just like Denise's hypothetical husband (heehee), passing gas stations right and left when mine and the girls' eyeballs were floating--until I put my foot down. "No more," I cried. "We SHALL stop when we need to go."

After that, trips became more pleasant. For us anyway.

BTW, ever notice how fast the men stop when THEY have to go? They can't hold it a minute!

At 10:19 AM, Blogger allen said...

Okay...time for the male to post his thoughts. Um...well, how to put this delicately...WHY DID YOU MARRY THESE GUYS?!?!!? :) I'm kidding...everyone has flaws. However, one thing I like in is peace in the family car, home, backyard, ect...If my wife asks me to stop for bathroom, food, souvenir shop, tourist trap...I stop. I love making her smile and it’s not like our destination is traveling away from us. And (drum roll please) I am the first to suggest we ask for directions when lost.

Sorry...guess I can't give much insight to the supposed 'MALE' thing.

Denise...should I have a talk with the hypothetical one? Just kidding. But know, really. I joke.

At 10:31 AM, Blogger Pam S. said...

I assume the hypothetical people you are referring to are my dad -- and my husband. No answers to your questions. I've often wondered (and been frustrated over)the same thing. Grrrrr!

At 11:06 AM, Blogger Julie Carobini said...

This is the age-old question isn't it? (Although Hubby does 'get' the bathroom break need). I keep telling him that stopping for bad food and good coffee is part of the journey! It's been 16 years, and I think he's finally catching on (maybe that's because I've gotten him hooked on ice blended coffees--lol)

At 11:42 AM, Blogger allen said...

oh...and ane, I am logical, but I'm not Mr. Spock. Logic without soul and heart is illogical.

At 1:53 PM, Blogger Pam S. said...

I forgot to say this when I posted earlier: I've never seen the Grand Canyon. Know why? Because when I was 10, my dad refused to take the turn off. He said (and this is REALLY what he said!), "We can't stop for the Grand Canyon because we'll have to pass all those semi-trucks again." (We never let him live that one down!) Yikes!

At 7:22 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Pam S., I'm ROFLOL!! That is a classic comment and one not meant to be forgotten! Or lived down!

Okay, now I have a confession. I am, gulp, usually the one, gulp, that wants to keep going without the breaks. I've actually said to my husband, "Can't you hold it?" They really can't! LOL!! Now me, if it's not an emergency, keep going! I'll say to my husband, "You want to stop now?" And I've been known to watch the speedometer and if he's not going as fast as I think he should, I get this really anxious feeling inside and I can't catch my breath. I know the feeling of wanting to shave 10 minutes off a 5 hour drive! LOL!

Now, in my defense we have three young children ages 4,3 and 10 months. To me it's logical that when the children are sleeping, you drive. I don't care how bad you need a facility. If there's no screaming, crying or "mommmmyyyy...." coming from the back seat, you keep going. What's a little pain and discomfort? We're on a mission and it needs to be accomplished in the most efficient way!

Guess what personality type I am?! :-)

At 7:30 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

It is definitely a male thing - in fact our pastor mentioned this and an example of men's competitiveness at our Father's day services!!!! (mile/hour/timeage it sure is!!!)

At 1:00 PM, Blogger allen said...

well I guess I'm not male enough then. I also don't 'watch the game' on sundays or mondays or whenever...sheesh!

At 12:55 PM, Anonymous ami said...

This man has clearly forgotten that his wife is about to have a birthday and should be granted her every wish, including burritos, chicken fingers, onion rings, or lattes, as the case may be. :)

Happy weekend birthday to you, Denise!

At 4:09 PM, Blogger Denise Hunter said...

Thanks, Ami. :-)

At 5:08 PM, Anonymous Audra said...

I can so relate having just come back from a long trip. I was shooting daggers with my eyes a couple times because i wanted to stop for food or for the night. :)
Bob wanted to reach Oregon the first night on the way back home and thankfully, he stopped at a town still in Cali. The next morning, he saw a sign showing Oregon about another 45 minutes away and said we were lucky he didn't see that sign or he would have kept going. I was thinking he was lucky we didn't see the sign or I would have gone crazy woman on him. :)


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