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When we first started RVing with our fifth wheel 10 years ago, I thought men would come out of the woodwork to "help" my husband back into our spot because we looked young. I would be out there with a walkie talkie and only say anything if he needed to correct or stop. And so many times someone would come and try to take over.
But I've let my hair go grey and they still seem to feel the need to come and "help". I dunno, we must just draw "helpers" to us like moths to a flame. It's slightly annoying, but my husband is an extreme introvert, so he only pays attention to the job at hand and my instructions which are nowadays coming over our Bluetooth headsets.
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