So one of my clients has this woman that works for them. Lets say her name is Erma.. Erma Gherd.
Anyway, Erma has a cubicle, and sometimes I wind up having to use an empty cubicle near Erma where I have to hear her Ermagherd bergers voice all the fucking time.
Here’s what I know about Erma:
* She’s average looking
* She’s married
*She’s very flirty with most of the men in the office.
*She likes to drink.. all the time. As does her husband, she seems to think life is not fun without being pass out drunk.
Now as you can imagine all of this combined with her ermagherd voice makes me want to vomit to even hear her speak. Suffice to say.. I DONT LIKE HER.
The other day when I was at the office everyone but me and her were at lunch and I needed to leave a note on an otherwise empty desk. So.. I walked over to her cube and said “excuse me, can I borrow a pen?”
She looked at me as if I had just asked her to bang in the bathroom, sighed and gave me a “tch..” and handed me a pen. I thanked her, and got no answer. I used the pen, then thanked her again as I returned it. I had to hand it to her and thank her, she stated at me for nearly 3 seconds before she took it from me.
Look.. not every guy wants to fuck you alright? There’s no reason to judge people rudely. Vaginas aren’t sacred cows.. not all men worship your gaper. There’s no reason to be rude to another human being because they’re not “your type.”
Now I know what you’re gonna say.. “wow this guy’s being exactly like her and saying she’s a bitch when he doesn’t know her.” No, I do know a lot about her from her conversations with the men in the office who seem to worship at the Vag-alter. I don’t like the type of person that she is, and I wouldn’t like her if she were a man either. That being said, I would never be rude to her face, or make judgmental expressions at her if she asked me for a pen or something.
This is something I’ve never understood and I think Erma represents a larger portion of the populace. (as do the men who worship her.) So many times these women parade around acting like the fact that they have a different set of genitals than men, that it gives them the right to judge every man they encounter as a sexual object and criticize them for mundane things. Why? What purpose is there to be harsh to every person that speaks to you? Perhaps because I live outside of the religon of vaginology that most men seem to follow, that I don’t see it. Maybe she’s hit on CONSTANTLY and thins me asking for a pen is asking if she want the D.. either way.. that makes her a dumbass.
Now.. I also touched on the men who hit on her. These men are also married, most of them. They’re the kind of guy that call each other “tiger” or ask “DID YOU SEE THE GAME LAST NIGHT BRO?” or “hey its 5:00 somewhere! Lets get some beer!” They’re bros.. the worst kind of bro. Guys that follow vaginology. These guys are despicable too. How can you be so obsessed with the genitals of another person without knowing them? Why is the genitals that a person holds so much more important than WHO THEY ARE?
Needless to say.. I dislike going to this client. Not because they’re difficult or anything, but simply for the fact that their attitudes seem to be polar opposites of mine. I’ll never understand these types of people. Men who are the “RUN WITH THE BIG DOGS OR GET OUT OF THE WAY” types, and women who are ermagherd bimbos..
At least I don’t have to go there every day, and I don’t always have to sit with Erma. I still have to hear the men in their conversations in the bathroom, kitchen, hallway, cubicles, going on and on about sports bullshit that no one REALLY cares about, bragging about their new cars, or talking about where the best bar is and how cool it is to be shitfaced. If you ever wondered what kind of jobs Frat boys and Sorority chicks get after college.. its sales jobs.