i-want-more

Which would you rather?

Blokey chat/guffawing in the work kitchen

OR

Man whistling 'Hymn to Joy' at volume in the open office?

FOR FUCK'S SAKE! I now have indigestion. If I get an ulcer, I'm taking all of these inferiors of the species to court...

I'm reading a book about women in rock at the moment and am being reminded at every turn how you have to be twice as good as a man to succeed. Where I work, the management structure is very female-heavy, so I figure that (by using some duff mathematics) that you have to be four times as good as other women to get by. And by the same token, I think that most of the men here have to be eight times as good as their female counterparts to succeed.

The worm has turned, indeed.

So, yes, at present I'm feeling like the Courtney Love/Yoko Ono of science publishing. Altogether now! 'She spent twenty years in the Dakota...'

What you're witnessing is a rare feminist outburst. Laugh, while you still have balls.

posted by deafdisco @ 9:30 pm