Why is it that so many "compliments" to a woman's appearance revolve around her unsuitability for the workplace?
All right, that's a bit of a rhetorical question. I could provide some answers easily enough. Because women are supposed to be passive objects, not active workers. Because sexism requires compliments to women to always have a bit of a sting in their tail (keep them down even when you're being nice). I could go on, really.
The usual is this one: "A pretty girl like you shouldn't be doing a tough job like this!"
But the other day, I got a different one. I got: "How can anyone work with such a pretty girl? She's too distracting!" And, when he thought I couldn't hear: "That girl's so hot, I wouldn't be able to work with her."
(This was particularly charming as, on the day in question, I was rather under the weather with a cold and actually looking rather sunken-eyed and wan. Buuuut, on account of warm weather, I was wearing a low-cut shirt. So I had a bit of a guarantee there that what made me so hot wasn't even my face--it was my T&A.)
So that's yet another angle to come at it from--not only must we compliment working women by reminding them of their inherent unsuitability for the workplace, but we can additionally remind them that their mere existence makes things difficult for the poor menfolk!
I wonder how many more angles this particular delightful shape has?
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huh. you could always present him with a motivational blindfold, I suppose. or a nice paper bag to stick over his head when he's not in his cubicle. or a nice dose of saltpeter (wherever you actually get such things, and however it manifests. can one slip into a cup of coffee?)
welcome to the 'sphere, btw.
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