My first rant!
So. I'm a computer programmer and I'm female. This is relevant because it means wherever I go, I am seriously outnumbered by men. I accept and mostly enjoy this, because truthfully I can't stand most women. Why? Because for the most part they're twittering idiots that want to have their cake and eat it too. Either you breed, or you compete professionally. Is it possible to do both? Yes, but only if you can draw a line between the two and most women I know can't. If you can't keep up, you don't belong. Sorry? Here's an example, the one other female in my department is incapable of holding a conversation about anything except how functional her twat is. She's been here two months, and I'm actually starting to actively twitch when she opens her mouth.
Lady, you are the reason that women earn less. You are the reason that we can't climb as high. You are the reason that we're looked at as the "weaker sex". You are all of this because you -aren't- worth as much as a man, you -aren't- as smart and you -are- vapid, insipid and weaker. You expect special hours to cater to your child. You prattle endlessly on the phone about her sippy cups and shoes and poop and caregiver...all of it while you -ought- to be working. You're totally incapable of holding an adult conversation unless it involves your child. I'm sorry, she isn't special or unique or anything else. She's a drooling, babbling shit factory that I have utterly no interest in. Our boss has four kids, you don't hear -him- babbling endlessly about them. Why? Because it's totally professionally inappropriate. We have work to do, and while you're busy babbling, it's not getting done. And the whole asking me questions because "the men" are talking? Yeah, that's gotta go. Grow a spine.
Oh, and BTW, chew with your mouth closed. You're forty for chrissake.
Mind you, I neither hate children nor parents. I hate people who can't (or won't) keep their personal lives at home and their professional lives at work and expect others to cater to their "special needs". The fact that you had sex and crapped out a baby makes you no more special than me who ate food and crapped out a turd, it's basic biology.
I feel better now.
-SK
Lady, you are the reason that women earn less. You are the reason that we can't climb as high. You are the reason that we're looked at as the "weaker sex". You are all of this because you -aren't- worth as much as a man, you -aren't- as smart and you -are- vapid, insipid and weaker. You expect special hours to cater to your child. You prattle endlessly on the phone about her sippy cups and shoes and poop and caregiver...all of it while you -ought- to be working. You're totally incapable of holding an adult conversation unless it involves your child. I'm sorry, she isn't special or unique or anything else. She's a drooling, babbling shit factory that I have utterly no interest in. Our boss has four kids, you don't hear -him- babbling endlessly about them. Why? Because it's totally professionally inappropriate. We have work to do, and while you're busy babbling, it's not getting done. And the whole asking me questions because "the men" are talking? Yeah, that's gotta go. Grow a spine.
Oh, and BTW, chew with your mouth closed. You're forty for chrissake.
Mind you, I neither hate children nor parents. I hate people who can't (or won't) keep their personal lives at home and their professional lives at work and expect others to cater to their "special needs". The fact that you had sex and crapped out a baby makes you no more special than me who ate food and crapped out a turd, it's basic biology.
I feel better now.
-SK
