The Feminist Comes Out in a LOUD Way

Remember the Robot? The woman at work that can't type an e-mail that makes sense? Hold on, I'll share it again - in case you missed it the first time:

This Thursday and Friday would you please be able to to afternoon break and mail on Friday because Theresa will gone at 2 on Friday
And would you be able to either do switchboard or take water call on Friday from 2 on

And would you be able to do mail on Thursday

Karen said she could if you could help her on Friday afternoon
Thank you
Linda

Lovely, ain't it? I say "ain't" here because I kid you not, she was pulled aside once and told to stop saying "ain't" when talking with customers. 

Anyway, this robot/Gremlin (I suspect she is part Gremlin because she seems to fear the rain and getting wet. It will be 80º with ONE cloud in the sky and she'll put on her winter jacket and grab an umbrella) has REALLY set my blood boiling.

The door is under construction. We are getting a new card lock system, so until it is finished, the door slams shut instead of gently closing. It was propped open, but the prop slid out of place. So she had a co-worker's husband re-prop it open this morning. It was then undone when we locked the building for lunch. After lunch she tried to prop it open, but it keeps sliding shut. 

So then our water meter reader leaves. She makes him stop to fix it. He does. He fixes it in a fine way because he has a brain. BUT she says, without a hint of sarcasm or facetiousness about it:

Oh, so it takes a MAN to do it.

Dead serious. She believes only a man can make a simple door stay open.

After a loud rant from me questioning why ONLY a man can prop open a door and how far back are we setting ourselves, I sent myself to time out at the other side of the building. Are you serious? How many decades does she keep setting us women back every time she opens her mouth? She also believes only men can change the time on a clock.

Now instead of just hosting seminars about how to dress like a lady and not embarrass yourself (i.e. NO skinny leg jeans with tiny baby doll shirts and your stomach hanging out) I shall host seminars about empowering yourself to do things. Women can open doors. Women can change clocks. Women can do everything men can do. Don't think we can pee standing up? Ha - you go to a race and tell me that. We fly planes. We live in the International Space Station. We run companies. We drive long-haul trucks. We fight fires. We work on Wall Street. We are judges. We are Senators. We vote (I know, shocker, right?) We are equal (of course by the time I'm done with this we'll probably be superior!) ;)  We do NOT just sit in our long pencil skirts with our hair in buns taking dictation for the boss and then fix his coffee. We have progressed, dammit!! We ARE the boss.

This all comes on the heels of me watching Strange Sex and Sister Wives on TLC. What is with this rash of women all over that are so insecure that they will settle? Would YOU marry a guy (that I would never even look twice at) that has THREE other wives? Do you think that little of yourself? Would you aim to be 1000 pounds so that your chubby chaser husband will love you more than any other large women? Would you want to be with someone that fully admits he wants you large so that you HAVE to depend only on HIM for your basic needs?

Come on ladies, we are better than that!!

And this concludes my rant.

Bra burning tonight at my place! 7pm sharp - be there are be square. Or is it pointy? Oh no, do I have to get one of those weird retro pointy bras if I want to fit in at my work place?