For the record, if I find a guy and a lady stranded somewhere, desperately looking for a cab or ride home, and I have room for only one, don't ask! It's the lady I'll pick, because 'adiyata ntelleyeh!'
Especially if this dude happens to be like the majority of guys that'll see your ride breakdown by the side of the road, and won't only stop at not helping, but wish your mechanic won't show up.
Call it preferential bias or whatever you like, I don't give a rat's behind. In fact, I am so bloody tired of that overused nonsense of a criticism. It's called: 'my ride, my rules, my preference.
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