There’s this ghastly woman at the temp job I’m working at
who swears disgustingly. Why does she swear? To be one of the boys. It’s a male
dominated workplace. The ‘boys’ swear – though, in saying that, not as much
when I’m around. I figure it’s because I’m a princess. Anyway, this woman’s swearing is so
disgusting, I pulled her up on it. She said ‘everyone does it at this job.’ I
said, channeling my mother, “If everyone stood on their heads, would you?” She
had no answer to this mainly because she looked confused, embarrassed and
pissed that I confronted her. Did I have the right to? Yeah, I don't want to listen to a vulgar harpy on heat. Do I have a friend for life with her? Nope.
But that’s okay. My point was made and taken on board. Yes, I swear but not
like a drunken sailor. There is a time and place and I find that any woman who
swears to fit in with men is desperate and doesn’t understand men at all. But then, who does?
Thursday, 17 October 2013
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