One day I would like to have a job where I am treated as an equal. Every job I have had I have been looked down on because I am a woman. My first real cooking job I was told that I had to prove myself as a woman before I could move on in the company. Then my next cooking job I was told that women should not be aloud to work in a kitchen unless it is in the home. So when I became a manager I thought things would change but they didn’t. I was told I was not making a lot because I had never been a manager before. Lies. I had to train a new guy who just came in from off the street never cooked before ever they put him into management training because well he was a man I guess and he was making double the amount I was. And I went to school for cooking and had 6 years exp.
So I decided that cooking professionally is not for me and went for an office setting. Well here things are all the same. I am surrounded by ass head men who think that because they have a penis that there shit doesn’t stink. They also think that no man can really make a mistake. These men think they know everything and that women are only around to file make coffee and clean up. Well I am tired of it. I work hard 98% of the time I am here. I would work more if I wasn’t getting the shaft. As I may have said before I work with one other female and we are in a shop setting kind of.
We are the ones who have to take all the shit and abuse from all these big baby men. If they are not complaining about one thing they are fucking around until they find something to bitch about. These idiots who do nothing are making a killing here when we are here barely making ends meet. They may work with there hands but we work with our brains all day long and have to put up with all there bull shit all day long. But do you think we get anything for it. NO! We get a “you people” talking to when we do something wrong and get told we don’t know what we are doing.
There are days when I just want to go his office and shake him. Or make him feel the same way he makes us feel. To find out if he would put up with it if his daughter was being treated the same way. He needs the whole Christmas carol thing to happen to him. He is a scrooge and someone needs to give him a taste of his own medicine. I don’t mean in a bad way just to show him that there is no reason to treat someone like that in any kind of work setting.
