What's the Point?
Someone at work had left printed out a forwarded e-mail collection of witticisms on the break room table. Really entertaining stuff like:
- "Men are just like laxatives. They irritate the crap out of you."
- "Men are just like bananas. They soften with age."
- "Men are just like mascara. They run at the first sign of emotion."
I threw it away. Not because I don't have a sense of humor, but because I feel that it's pointless for us to take these kind of swipes. A lot of what was written on that was not very creative. A lot of it was very crude. It wasn't appropriate for work.*
See, my favorite person in the whole wide world happens to be of the opposite sex. Not only do I not feel compelled to insult her, I really, genuinely like her. Also, sometimes she lets me touch her goodies.
Yes, there are differences between the sexes. Is that so bad?
*Jeebus, I have become management.
- "Men are just like laxatives. They irritate the crap out of you."
- "Men are just like bananas. They soften with age."
- "Men are just like mascara. They run at the first sign of emotion."
I threw it away. Not because I don't have a sense of humor, but because I feel that it's pointless for us to take these kind of swipes. A lot of what was written on that was not very creative. A lot of it was very crude. It wasn't appropriate for work.*
See, my favorite person in the whole wide world happens to be of the opposite sex. Not only do I not feel compelled to insult her, I really, genuinely like her. Also, sometimes she lets me touch her goodies.
Yes, there are differences between the sexes. Is that so bad?
*Jeebus, I have become management.
posted by ptooey at
8:57 AM
1 Comments:
Um...no. You're just a decent human being. That kind of crap is stone-age, no matter who feels compelled to leave it in the break room.
Of course, I'm also management, so who knows if I'm qualified to comment here? ;)
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