I work with Active Directory and Windows Servers. Which means, nine times out of ten, I'm working in a department in which I am the sole female employee.
There are days that I wonder if ERA and all that ever happened or if it was some odd historical fiction that somehow got recorded as Actually Happened for the books
In the past four hours I've had two, borderline three exchanges with fellow and interdepartmental co-workers that were the epitome of misogynistic and patronizing. And before you say, 'might I be overreacting', stop. It's true! I have email proof, although I can't post them here for security and identification reasons. You'll have to trust me.
What I want to know is, who do these guys think they are and why on earth would they think that I would put up with this type of crap? That and where exactly do they get off? Don't bother answering, they're anger-releasing questions so that I don't go completely berserk and start screaming at the top of my lungs. I've already sent the pointedly polite, barbed responses and I swear I'm getting Urban Terror to work on Vista this afternoon if it's the last thing I do before exploding.
I'm already grappling with anxiety and all of its physical manifestations...it's one of the lovely side effects of the chemical cocktail I take to keep the black dog at bay. Stuff like this only makes it that much harder not to jump out of my skin.
This rant has been brought to you by the colors red, and orange, and the words enraged and infuriated.
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