Saturday, November 23, 2002

Feminine Jobs

Maybe I should be glad that I'm a femmy woman, but I just can't help but get a little annoyed when some guy tries to guess my job. I never ask them to guess my job. They, for some reason, think it's cool. Of course, none of them ever guess right.

So far, they've guessed Legal Secretary, Court Reporter, and Travel Agent. None of these, you will notice, are leadership-based. All are considered 'feminine' careers that 'smart chicks' usually choose - at least the Legal Secretary and Court Reporter gigs.

I once had a guy suggest to me to move to Alaska. There's lots of work up there for you, he reasoned, and then proceeded to give examples. I could work at WalMart, Longs, and other shopping places they were developing outside the larger cities. I asked him what these career options had to do with military aviation.

These were all younger guys, too. My age or in their early 40's. It makes me wonder just how far equality has come. Based on this observation alone, I would have to say we've not come very far.

Friday, November 22, 2002

Someone Forgot to Put On Her Thick Skin this Morning

I guess I should have gotten the thick skin out of the cleaners this morning. It would have come in handy.

As soon as I walked in the door, the guy who coordinates the contractual part of one of my projects greeted me with a problem he construed as a huge deal and wouldn't even let me say good morning to him. I tried to calm him down and explain to him what was going on, but he was all in a huff. So, he called his colleague - who is the boss of the guy we're working with on this project - and tried to explain things to him. When things started getting technical, he handed the phone to me.

I very calmly explained the situation and by time we said goodbye everything had been resolved and our customer had a good understanding of what to expect from us. Bob took back the phone and I hung around so that we could talk about the situation afterward.

I didn't mean to listen, but I was sitting right there and Bob is kind of loud, so he knew I could hear what he was saying, "Yeah, she knows what she's talking about." "Yeah, I'm surprised!"

Fortunately, a coworker was sitting right there, also and heard the whole thing. We just looked at each other and groaned and I shook my head. I think I cried in the bathroom for about half an hour. Usually stuff like that doesn't get to me, but it got through the filter today. Probably because I'm emotionally stressed out again.

I'm still not over it. I mean, to slam me in front of the customer. Tacky. Very tacky.

Thursday, November 21, 2002

Cell Phone Insurance Claims

Did you know that the #1 claim that cell phone insurance companies get are from people dropping their cell phones in the toilet?

Ask me how I know.

Tuesday, November 19, 2002

Success hasn't spoiled me, yet. Still lots to work toward, but I'm still happy and chugging right along, leading a happy life.