Momus talks about the kind of guys I work with:
Click opera - May 26th, 2005: "You know, let's go for a malt whisky, but if you're a man you're going to drink as many as me, and be able to pay for them, and hold your drink and not pass out, right, and that's real because you're a real man, right? Hey, let's hang out and let's compete, for Pete's sake!
All my life I've been bored and frustrated by men. Don't get me wrong, men are brilliant, they achieve remarkable things, they master difficult skills, driven often, it's true, by ego and testosterone and sheer otaku obsession. Men want to win, to triumph, to vanquish, to hear their names resound. But these very traits also make them rather difficult people to spend time with. Men talk all through dinner, telling you their achievements or dazzling you with their deep knowledge of a subject. But at the end of it all you feel that no exchange has taken place, no conversation has been had. Superiority has been communicated, something has been vanquished, but it hasn't been pleasant. Like someone forced to a Macdonald's after an unsatisfying nouvelle cuisine meal, you're often tempted to make secret rendezvous with the other dinner guests to do some real talking at some future date."
Ah the fine art of dick-swinging...
it's amazing what men will use as a measure of manliness...
There are folks here on my team who like to turn EVERYTHING into a competition...not just work...
every conversation they have is about gaining the upper hand,
not communicating, sometimes not even proving a point...
Of course I'm sitting here thinking my dick's bigger cause I don't participate in all the dick-swinging...
so we're all infected with the man-thing...
But finding a job that is a little less male-dominated would be great!
Thursday, May 26, 2005
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