Wednesday, 18 March 2009

Objectify!

You know that woman the construction workers whistle at? Deep down inside she usually likes the attention.
You know that teenager who buys groceries and hears that she has "great jugs"? Deep down inside she usually wishes she didn't have breasts.
You know that male clerk in the shop? The girls who visits the shop more than usual are actually sexually harassing him.

When it is sexual harassment and when is it okay? When a man presses his penis against a woman then it's a clear sexual harassment (usually), everyone agrees with that. If a woman presses her breasts against a man then it's a clear sexual harassment too (usually), but men don't tend to press charges.
When a 60-year old man tells a 25-year old woman that she looks good then he's got a case of the old-man's-sickness and he's disgusting.
When a 60-year old woman tells a 25-year old man that he looks good then he usually just smiles and doesn't care.
Women want the same things men have - rights to vote, work, drive a car, study and so on and of course they should have it all. Everyone is equal.
Then again... Women don't want to be objectified. They don't want to be seen as "a great ass" or "gorgeous breasts". This insight doesn't stop them from objectifying men in the same way. That clerk in the shop? Wonderful smile. The construction worker? Great biceps. The delivery guy? Oh, what an ass!
Since when are women higher and better than men?

People like to gossip. Good gossip or bad gossip doesn't really matter, but they love doing it. H2 and I thought about this and came up with the idea to brighten the world of others at work. We figured that starting a rumour that we have something going on would be easy. Especially since we kept messing around last week and had a real gossip on the other side (other department - same workspace) and a real dreamteam this week with a horrible gossip (as a fill-in for H1) and her friend who hates me.
In true "being in love"-style I've dropped the sloppy t-shirts and sweatpants and worn proper clothing. (Getting into a pair of jeans you wanna cut up to be able to enter at 5:40am is not a very nice way to start the morning.) Of course we've also been a bit closer and sneaky and spoken very loudly about going to the movies together (were we of course failed to mention that we're going with H1 aswell).
Nothing has happened so far. We've been doing this a whole week and NOTHING. We have the three worst gossips and nothing. Well, at least nothing that we've heard of so far...

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