There was a problem with a door, it wasn't latching properly. The latch was at the top and neither of them could figure it out nor reach it.
One of them is Moroccan, the other is some western coal burning mystery meat.
The Moroccan asked me to fix the door. Which I did in about 10 second after using my hands to understand the latch mechanism and manipulating it blindly (I can't see over the top of the door).
Afterwards the Moroccan lady says
this is why we need a man.
The coalburner immediately responded.
No we don't, I could have done that don't get full of yourself.
Two breed of female, one that appreciates the need for a man's help, the other that makes every effort to tear a man down where she sees an opportunity.
Which way western man?
One land programmed for destruction, one land left alone to go toward its future. One woman raised to destroy her future and the future of anyone involved with her, one woman programmed to create a future for her and her family.
Two society: one that can have life, one that can only lead to ruin.