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within the past 2 hours a few things occured that i *need* to write about.
1. blond incident
during both pregnancies i actually prayed that god would somehow make my girls have black hair, to get wes' genes (if you've know our girls, that prayer was not answered, grrr). i do not like my blond hair very much for several reasons the main reason being that i end up being the butt of jokes or not taken very seriously at times. i can at some point recall more examples than i have phalanges. want an example, you non believers? first year college professor, math 101 (yes, i suck at math, i understand that) & i quote: you don't have to be that good at math; you're a blond! you'll get through life just fine without great math skills". yes, that was in front of the ENTIRE class. laughter followed (not by me, i was more shooting darts at that ass of a professor). at one point, someone who is a very kind & funny person said a (funny) blond joke & i totally started sobbing. not against that person, but just b/c it was about the 4th one i'd heard that week & i was trying to not be upset about it...so i cried instead. talk about an awkward moment for everyone there, lol.
so today, i ventured to a verizon wireless store to get a new phone *finally* after my last one flew off the car & became a mush of wires & plastic. i go in, see other customers being taken care of, mill around looking at phones & then a sales dude approached me. i explained that i'm out of contract, wanting a new phone for about $40 & i want a alpha key pad. i had done my homework, checked out online versus in store & we get a discount through wes' (shh, previous) employer.
the sales dude then starts to talk to me like an elementary kid. you know--well, you mean you need something so you can text faster? we're out of phones that are unique colors (i didn't even ask). look at this trick this phone can do, flips both ways, neat huh? do you need a hand figuring this one out? blah blah blah. i look around & another woman is in there, similar age & appearance & she is being taken seriously, given numbers right away, talking business right? this dude is talking to me like all i care about is getting a phone that is shiny or pink. i barely got out 'thanks for your time' before i turned & walked away as he was hovering around me while i looked at other phones. looong story short, this happens randomly to me & if it were just once, i would take it as a terrible sales job. when it continuously happens & the more assertive i get, the more cutesy they get with me...well, i want to kick them in the family jewels.
it's hard enough being taken seriously as a woman in a tech place/store but the worst was seeing another woman being treated with respect & then me being downsized, my only guess is b/c i look like the blond bimbo that pop culture makes me out to be. not saying that i'm all hot with large breasts hanging out everyone going 'well, duh, like yea' ... but i have blond hair & that's usually enough to be treated like an idiot.
now you know: don't tell blond jokes around me. i used to ignore or laugh & feel terrible about myself (teens). then i would get upset but not know what to say, then cry (20's). now i'm getting pissed about it & who knows, i may just end up arrested b/c i kicked someone in the nads. (so you know, i have NEVER heard a blond joke from a woman. never; hence the testicle kicking talk).
i think i'll be dying my hair shortly. maybe red will fit better with my anger possibilities.
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2. grocery store on a budget
we're crunching numbers here, yes, even though i'm blond, *smile* & trying to cut down on costs everywhere. we can't afford babysitters. we can't afford another brain tumor FOR SURE. i mean, nearly every week we get a medical bill(s) around $100. so now that harold drained our savings & our lack of immune systems are draining our flexible income, we have crunched our budget, lowered numbers... gone are the weeks of $150 at the grocery store. so i went today (fuming, after the verizon store) & made my way through the grocery hoping to hit around $75... well, i am proud to announce i got out of the store for an entire week of dinners & lunches for *SIXTY DOLLARS* (& that includes a three pound rack of pork ribs--$10--for wes' new smoker, a surprise for him being wonderful). wait, that also included a bag of kit kats for me to eat my anger away.
i left the store with a renewed sense of power--we can make it on this new budget! what i saved at the grocer makes up for the $30 spent at the pharmacy this week, lol. wes & i were talking about it last night & i want this income decrease to be more of a challenge. are we up for it? can i say the big *N O* to the extras at the grocery store? to new clothes for a few seasons? to eating out to save my sanity (must get planning meals down better this year than last). but i'm feeling good about it.
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3. 70's music enjoyment.
somehow even though i grew up going to gbc & going to a private gbc (grace brethren church; conservative, the kind that boycotted the smurfs in the 80's. i know many people who love that church, but i can also vouch for myself & several others who were more than hurt by it) & we weren't allowed to listen to secular radio or most tv shows (heck, we didn't even have a tv half the time)...anyway, somehow my dad got away with letting us listen to classic rock, the good stuff. i remember a led zeppelin lp very well & it was played so blaring loud that windows shook in the house sometimes. so then i become a teenager & did't really want to listen to what my parents listen to & got interested in the grunge stuff & L7 (shitlist! how can you not like that song?!) & ani difranco, etc. then i date a jerk of a 70's music fan (you know, the abusive guy who thought he would be a rock star & made blond jokes constantly?). so after all of that 70's music/classic rock gave me a bad vibe & i mostly refused to listen to it for nearly a decade.
today, driving back from the grocery store, after my rock bottom experience at the verizon store then after my wonderful *under* budget trip for food...a 70's song was the only good thing on the radio. so i listened to it as i sat through a red light (there are so many of those on polaris pkwy!). {really, columbus does not have great radio stations for the size of the city. come on, boise, idaho had better station selection! & they have a million less residents! *AND* in boise there was always the option of the spanish music stations when nothing good was on (in fact, they had 2! TWO! i used to just listen to those stations sometimes, loved it.)} anyway, i listened to the song, i knew it of course (thanks dad *smile*) & actually started to enjoy it. i turned it up. i even tapped my finger on the steering wheel like my dad does & sang it out loud (yes, my voice is back!).
i'm just saying it was a good moment. i decided not to drive back to the verizon store & kick the sales dude in the nuts.
1. blond incident
during both pregnancies i actually prayed that god would somehow make my girls have black hair, to get wes' genes (if you've know our girls, that prayer was not answered, grrr). i do not like my blond hair very much for several reasons the main reason being that i end up being the butt of jokes or not taken very seriously at times. i can at some point recall more examples than i have phalanges. want an example, you non believers? first year college professor, math 101 (yes, i suck at math, i understand that) & i quote: you don't have to be that good at math; you're a blond! you'll get through life just fine without great math skills". yes, that was in front of the ENTIRE class. laughter followed (not by me, i was more shooting darts at that ass of a professor). at one point, someone who is a very kind & funny person said a (funny) blond joke & i totally started sobbing. not against that person, but just b/c it was about the 4th one i'd heard that week & i was trying to not be upset about it...so i cried instead. talk about an awkward moment for everyone there, lol.
so today, i ventured to a verizon wireless store to get a new phone *finally* after my last one flew off the car & became a mush of wires & plastic. i go in, see other customers being taken care of, mill around looking at phones & then a sales dude approached me. i explained that i'm out of contract, wanting a new phone for about $40 & i want a alpha key pad. i had done my homework, checked out online versus in store & we get a discount through wes' (shh, previous) employer.
the sales dude then starts to talk to me like an elementary kid. you know--well, you mean you need something so you can text faster? we're out of phones that are unique colors (i didn't even ask). look at this trick this phone can do, flips both ways, neat huh? do you need a hand figuring this one out? blah blah blah. i look around & another woman is in there, similar age & appearance & she is being taken seriously, given numbers right away, talking business right? this dude is talking to me like all i care about is getting a phone that is shiny or pink. i barely got out 'thanks for your time' before i turned & walked away as he was hovering around me while i looked at other phones. looong story short, this happens randomly to me & if it were just once, i would take it as a terrible sales job. when it continuously happens & the more assertive i get, the more cutesy they get with me...well, i want to kick them in the family jewels.
it's hard enough being taken seriously as a woman in a tech place/store but the worst was seeing another woman being treated with respect & then me being downsized, my only guess is b/c i look like the blond bimbo that pop culture makes me out to be. not saying that i'm all hot with large breasts hanging out everyone going 'well, duh, like yea' ... but i have blond hair & that's usually enough to be treated like an idiot.
now you know: don't tell blond jokes around me. i used to ignore or laugh & feel terrible about myself (teens). then i would get upset but not know what to say, then cry (20's). now i'm getting pissed about it & who knows, i may just end up arrested b/c i kicked someone in the nads. (so you know, i have NEVER heard a blond joke from a woman. never; hence the testicle kicking talk).
i think i'll be dying my hair shortly. maybe red will fit better with my anger possibilities.
***
2. grocery store on a budget
we're crunching numbers here, yes, even though i'm blond, *smile* & trying to cut down on costs everywhere. we can't afford babysitters. we can't afford another brain tumor FOR SURE. i mean, nearly every week we get a medical bill(s) around $100. so now that harold drained our savings & our lack of immune systems are draining our flexible income, we have crunched our budget, lowered numbers... gone are the weeks of $150 at the grocery store. so i went today (fuming, after the verizon store) & made my way through the grocery hoping to hit around $75... well, i am proud to announce i got out of the store for an entire week of dinners & lunches for *SIXTY DOLLARS* (& that includes a three pound rack of pork ribs--$10--for wes' new smoker, a surprise for him being wonderful). wait, that also included a bag of kit kats for me to eat my anger away.
i left the store with a renewed sense of power--we can make it on this new budget! what i saved at the grocer makes up for the $30 spent at the pharmacy this week, lol. wes & i were talking about it last night & i want this income decrease to be more of a challenge. are we up for it? can i say the big *N O* to the extras at the grocery store? to new clothes for a few seasons? to eating out to save my sanity (must get planning meals down better this year than last). but i'm feeling good about it.
***
3. 70's music enjoyment.
somehow even though i grew up going to gbc & going to a private gbc (grace brethren church; conservative, the kind that boycotted the smurfs in the 80's. i know many people who love that church, but i can also vouch for myself & several others who were more than hurt by it) & we weren't allowed to listen to secular radio or most tv shows (heck, we didn't even have a tv half the time)...anyway, somehow my dad got away with letting us listen to classic rock, the good stuff. i remember a led zeppelin lp very well & it was played so blaring loud that windows shook in the house sometimes. so then i become a teenager & did't really want to listen to what my parents listen to & got interested in the grunge stuff & L7 (shitlist! how can you not like that song?!) & ani difranco, etc. then i date a jerk of a 70's music fan (you know, the abusive guy who thought he would be a rock star & made blond jokes constantly?). so after all of that 70's music/classic rock gave me a bad vibe & i mostly refused to listen to it for nearly a decade.
today, driving back from the grocery store, after my rock bottom experience at the verizon store then after my wonderful *under* budget trip for food...a 70's song was the only good thing on the radio. so i listened to it as i sat through a red light (there are so many of those on polaris pkwy!). {really, columbus does not have great radio stations for the size of the city. come on, boise, idaho had better station selection! & they have a million less residents! *AND* in boise there was always the option of the spanish music stations when nothing good was on (in fact, they had 2! TWO! i used to just listen to those stations sometimes, loved it.)} anyway, i listened to the song, i knew it of course (thanks dad *smile*) & actually started to enjoy it. i turned it up. i even tapped my finger on the steering wheel like my dad does & sang it out loud (yes, my voice is back!).
i'm just saying it was a good moment. i decided not to drive back to the verizon store & kick the sales dude in the nuts.
1 comment:
Um, sixty dollars?!!...that makes you my new hero, feel free to send me tips! Also, I'd like to send some blonde love your way:) I had my hair died red once and it was so cute, but I cried when I saw it...it was like having a new identity, so weird, I think the hair dresser felt bad, but I told her I liked it, just so different! Obviously my identity din't stick!
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