I’m not really in the market for a chick magnet any more.

Never really was. I don’t think my original Subaru did anything for the laydeez, and I’m fairly certain Amy is indifferent at best about the current one.

But I’ve become aware of, and am currently experiencing, the new term, dick magnet. This car is one, oh yes. The kid who came to install our fiber showed his interest immediately. We chatted about them in general, and he mentioned he had tried unsuccessfully to test drive an older one. Clearly he was truly interested. So when he was all done and we were waiting for the signal to go hot I took him for a spirited drive around the hood. I felt a little guilty not letting him drive but he seemed to enjoy it.

Then today we had a new fridge delivered and the kid got out of the truck and the first words out of his mouth were ‘nice car’. I didn’t take him for a ride, but I would have if the opportunity had arisen.

It’s weird, my mom was up to visit last week and we were out shopping and we noticed that the lady attendants would give her the once over in every store we would go into. Often they would try to do it while her back was to them, but I was watching them. And I shared my theory that I think most women dress for other women. I guarantee no man was impressed with the black piping at the bottom of her pant legs the way the woman in the store was. My mom claims she dresses for her, and I believe her. I drive the car I drive for me. She dresses the way she dresses for her.

Fine.

I’m not saying some people don’t do things with the express purposes of impressing the opposite sex, but generally the same sex is more likely the one to notice.

Anyway, new vocab – dick magnet. Learn it, use it, profit.