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Originally Posted by Dude
I had a strange thing happen at work yesterday. Two male co-workers
and I were talking and one commented about a female co-worker really needing to
get some ( as in get laid.) He then quickly said he was not giving IT to her.
It was like I was not even there.
Then it dawned on him , that I was right fucking there growling and ready to
insult the hell out of him.
He said oh you heard that right? I said I sure the hell did and may have
angrily flounced away. If only I could flounce better I could be mistaken
for a gay man which would somehow feel better to me, than a straight one.
> Edited to add: this is not to say that all gay men flounce but I would likely be a flouncer. If I could choose:]
There will be an incident report filled out by me. How can I not, really?
I'm so Sick of working with bozo 's . It's 2012, pull your head out already.
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I work in a potentially sexist environment where the men in my immediate area sort of tiptoe around me on their best behavior. When my boss is inappropriate, I put him back in his place and document it, but it takes a toll on me.
I often feel like I have no one to really "talk to" at work, though my work is respected.
I miss working in literacy, with more social-justice minded folks. I think that feeling of being alone has been exacerbated by the conditions of my relationship. I'm moving out, and looking for an apartment. In fact I'm on the computer tonight going back and forth with a real estate broker.
But I'm not out yet. And feeling alone at work as well as home, has been hard. One good friend at work would make a huge difference. When I read your post I thought, Damn, I wish she worked where I work.