During a conversation that might not have really involved me, one of my supervisors made a comment about women’s rights. Something about setting women back a few hundred years or something…I wasn’t really listening.
Me: Yeah, uh, I’m not all that worried about women’s rights. I mean, they worked that hard for equality and everything and…
(At this point, I ACTUALLY thought twice about what I was going to say. Unheard of.)
Me: Well…I’m just saying, it’s their fault I have to get my ass out of bed and go to work every morning. Gone are the days of sitting on a couch eating Bon-Bons! We had to have EQUALITY.
Supervisor: Are you being serious?
Supervisor: I can’t even talk to you right now.