Working with all men definitely has its perks; I prefer it over working with all women. The environment tends to be more straighforward, more direct; there is less game-playing and the game-playing that exists is, in general, more upfront, usually transparent.
There is one huge downside to it and that is the utter inability to commisserate with a fellow worker while suffering from a truly nasty bout of PMS. That and the simple fact that if you forget your 'feminine hygiene' products at home, you are utterly screwed.
Yes, email is a wonderful invention, allowing one to communicate almost instantaneously with another potential fellow sufferer...but it's not the same as venting bloat-related frustration to someone who is physically right there. And last I checked object teleportation still hasn't been invented so IM'ing a tampon is right out. Which just sucks.
Brought to you by the word bloat, and a wicked case of emotional turbulence.
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