Howdy MGTOW, long time listener first time caller. On mobile so forgive my formatting.

Anyone else notice how female entitlement translates into driving habits? I notice it particularly when I'm giving way to people, I always look to see if they give a little wave of thanks (or headlight flash, indicator blip or whatever) and I've noticed that, while there's obviously people from both genders on both sides of this, the vast majority of people who wave thanks are men.

I'll give an example I experienced yesterday, I'm coming up on a junction with cars parked on the opposite side of the road, so I have right of way, but as I can see the lights have just changed and let a load of traffic through so I pull up before I get to the parked cars and wait for the traffic to pass before I move up to the junction.

6 cars went past and a transit van, three of the cars were driven by women, three by men, and I'll let you lot guess the gender of the paint-splattered overall-wearing individual with ladders on the roof of their van.

No women waved, all three car driving men waved and the individual driving the van waved and flashed their lights. How hard is it to raise a couple of fingers off your steering wheel to thank somebody?

Another story from a while ago that irritates me to this day, back when I was at university I would have to cross a very busy road to get to my lectures. This road came off a roundabout which was part of a very busy dual carriageway leading into the city, and about a hundred feet down from the roundabout was a school. I crossed the road at a zebra crossing right by the roundabout, with a set of Belisha beacons (Google them).

In the UK, when a pedestrian is stood waiting at the side of the road at one of these, it is expected (and taught when taking the test) that cars stop and allow the peds to cross.

You know how the stereotype of the worst drivers on the road is men driving German saloons like Audis and BMWs? The guys driving those would stop on a dime if they spotted me stood at the side of the road. The way I rationalised it was, these guys probably worked hard to get that car and didn't want it being ruined by bouncing a lanky student off the bonnet.

The worst offenders for blowing right past me as I stood waiting? Mum's driving minivans, especially with the fucking "baby on board!" warning diamond in the back window. It got so bad that I'd either turn up to my 9am lectures either super early or late just so I'd avoid the manic traffic around the times the schools kicked out. Luckily I usually stayed in the library till around 5, so I never caught the leaving rush.