So, there’s a woman at work. She’s a plagiarist, she’s a big believer in form over function. If she burst into flames, I’d be hard pressed not to get the gasoline if she was on fire. I wouldn’t light the match but would do a happy dance of joy if her ashes blew away on the wind. Just after I started this job, she came in and said ‘your hair has gotten long enough, you should go get it cut.’
So today, I’m in the hall and she comes up to me and says ‘Your hair has gotten so long, it’s beautiful.’ and then reaches out and touches it. I’m trying to back up so she won’t touch me again, but then I see her wipe the hand with which she touched me on her skirt.
So I tell the story to some female friends at work. And I get responses like ‘Oh no she didn’t.’ and ‘How crass.’ and ‘What a bitch.’.
And then I tell the story to Himself. *crickets*. I say, ‘then she wiped her hand on her skirt–it’s not like my hair whipped out and attacked her like Medusa’. *crickets* He says ‘Babe, I’m sorry, but I’m just not getting it.’ So I explain that ‘she wiped her hand on her skirt like she touched something nasty.’ And then the light came on but not as vehemently as my female friends.
So it was an interesting lesson in male/female reactions to the same thing while also confirming my hate for the woman since she is utterly a bitch.
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