Well this has to be a grown up problem and I am not ready to grow up yet so I will try everything in my power to delay processing this as much as possible. But the fact is that it is right in my face as of now and my hands are itching to write about, MEN.
There i said it. Not the men I fall for, the hunky ones that float around in my fantasies but the other ones, the smelly, unruly, egoistic men that are out there, next to our seats in office, behind the doors across the hall, inside those shiny cars in traffic.
Ok, so not all of them are smelly and unruly but they all are egoistic and I cannot stand it.
No, it's not because they told me that my work isn't as good as theirs or they can do things that i can't. OK. They did say that but i am bursting into flames because They. Don't. Listen.
For years I tolerated the towels on the floor, the light banter on sexist remarks and i thought to myself - Eh! It's ok. Maybe being a girl meant tolerating this much and then i came to this office. And Lo and behold! Men have become (pardon my french german and yiddish) big behimas!
'You can't do this work, your silly brain can't take the pressure. Let me do it'
'No need to come for this project, i will handle it.'
'Oh you are talking about working this software? You must be wrong, girls only know makeup and fashion.'
'No. No, this idea won't work! Let's go with what Mr.X said...' Mr.X sides my idea 'Oh ya, wow! I didn't know you had such an insight M. X!'
These are some of the lines that have been said to me over some time and they are just the tip of the iceberg! It's one thing to think you are good, but another to think you're better just because you have a bratwurst instead of a cherry.
Well all in all this is yet another rambling on the same old issues about sexism and whatnot. But, they are the same old issues because this hasn't dimmed out yet! We are still in a patriarchal society and we still give more importance to men over women.
Women deliberately choose to be airheads so that they can get help from men and what they don't realise is that actually hampers with the other women who want to do something on their own.
They are made to think otherwise. Made to think that they cannot do something when they actually can!
Well, no one actually stopped me from doing what I want (thank God for liberal parents) which hamper with me being submissive to the patronising actions that ensue behind the cubicle walls.
I haven't applied for something I am not good at, nor have I applied for something where all I have to do is carry two pom poms and cheer on the macho men to victory. I am here to work, to make mistakes and to learn. There is no way that can happen when the men have decided they are the rulers of this arena. It has to stop and maybe in a few days I will be writing another post about how I made them sit and follow my instructions for a change.
Rambler. Over and Out!
There i said it. Not the men I fall for, the hunky ones that float around in my fantasies but the other ones, the smelly, unruly, egoistic men that are out there, next to our seats in office, behind the doors across the hall, inside those shiny cars in traffic.
Ok, so not all of them are smelly and unruly but they all are egoistic and I cannot stand it.
No, it's not because they told me that my work isn't as good as theirs or they can do things that i can't. OK. They did say that but i am bursting into flames because They. Don't. Listen.
For years I tolerated the towels on the floor, the light banter on sexist remarks and i thought to myself - Eh! It's ok. Maybe being a girl meant tolerating this much and then i came to this office. And Lo and behold! Men have become (pardon my french german and yiddish) big behimas!
'You can't do this work, your silly brain can't take the pressure. Let me do it'
'No need to come for this project, i will handle it.'
'Oh you are talking about working this software? You must be wrong, girls only know makeup and fashion.'
'No. No, this idea won't work! Let's go with what Mr.X said...' Mr.X sides my idea 'Oh ya, wow! I didn't know you had such an insight M. X!'
These are some of the lines that have been said to me over some time and they are just the tip of the iceberg! It's one thing to think you are good, but another to think you're better just because you have a bratwurst instead of a cherry.
Well all in all this is yet another rambling on the same old issues about sexism and whatnot. But, they are the same old issues because this hasn't dimmed out yet! We are still in a patriarchal society and we still give more importance to men over women.
Women deliberately choose to be airheads so that they can get help from men and what they don't realise is that actually hampers with the other women who want to do something on their own.
They are made to think otherwise. Made to think that they cannot do something when they actually can!
Well, no one actually stopped me from doing what I want (thank God for liberal parents) which hamper with me being submissive to the patronising actions that ensue behind the cubicle walls.
I haven't applied for something I am not good at, nor have I applied for something where all I have to do is carry two pom poms and cheer on the macho men to victory. I am here to work, to make mistakes and to learn. There is no way that can happen when the men have decided they are the rulers of this arena. It has to stop and maybe in a few days I will be writing another post about how I made them sit and follow my instructions for a change.
Rambler. Over and Out!
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