Thursday, September 26, 2013

It's Kimmie! Oh Why...

Yes, I thought I might post once and fade away, but no, guess not.

Why do male colleagues come to me when they want to find out what "women" think? I am tired of translating an entire gender. I not only get asked about women, but about girls or young women in other proffie's classes. Do I have a sign that says, "I understand us!"

Why is that my male colleagues seem needier than my female colleagues? Is it a face they just show me?

Why do I want to smash the face of the new Sociology professor? Seriously, why? She seems nice enough, but her clothing allowance must be double my salary because it's the end of September and I've never seen her wear anything a second time.

Oh, why, why do I stay up late to watch Fallon?

Why do I get so mad when the chair brings brownies or cookies to the meetings? Why are they so bad?

Why did I wake up thinking it was Friday - a non-teaching day - and then allow myself 20 luxurious minutes before I realized, nope, it's Thursday?


11 comments:

  1. Ah, the mysteries of life.

    Male colleagues just want to have interesting conversation with you. They can't get that from each other because, well, have you seen some of the socially incompetent dolts they hire around here? The guys could also be hitting on you.

    Again, probably just inept flirting.

    I'm not sure why you are jealous of the other female professor. You should ask Kimmie about that. She handles all the estrogen-related questions in the department.

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    1. Any guy flirting with Kimmie doesn't have a chance. LL Cool K, right? And vice versa. I mean it's public on the blog, isn't it? Yes, checked some old comments.

      Love the WHY questions...do it regular like.

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    2. Ladies love Cool Kimmie? Jesus, that's good. Prickly, you're usually pretty sour, but that's a good one!

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  2. There's a thrift shop in my city where all of the rich ladies lose weight, buy new wardrobes and gain all of their weight back and turn all of their 'too small' with labels still-on take their clothes. Perhaps there's one like that where you live?

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    1. Everything I wear comes from Savers. Everything. And it is all name brand, new looking stuff. Lots of Chicos and Calvin Klein, especially. There must be some rich chick around here who loses and gains weight in my size range. And I am on the lookout, believe me. I stop in once a week, sometimes more. It's kind of an addiction, and it is on my way home----but I never pay more than 10 dollars for anything----usually more like 5.

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  3. What? You wear things more than once? OMG. No, seriouly- what crayon eater said. I feell badly admitting that my wardrobe is fairly large but I am thrifty (I can sense when stores have clearance sales) and I shop second hand and I have two sisters and my dad's girlfriend is always giving me things (tags still on) that cost more than most people would pay for one of those seductive sofas mentioned in an early post.

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  4. I hate to be addressed as "You Americans." It happened often when I lived in England in the mid '90s, and in Switzerland in the early '70s. Whenever the U.S. government or some other American did something that one of my local neighbors didn't like (for example, Jo Anne Worley on Rowan and Martin's Laugh-In, for being loud) , I'd endure an aggressive interrogation addressed to all Americans.

    If I was feeling charitable, I'd point out that I'm just me. I'm not all Americans, and that although voting is a basic American right, I'm only one voter. I'd also point out that if I had any special influence with the President of the U.S.A., do you think I'd be here?

    If I was feeling less than charitable, I'd scream, "STOP showing off the NARROWNESS of YOUR MIND and the LIMITATIONS of YOUR EDUCATION." Coming from an American, that says something, and they knew it.

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    1. It could be worse. I was teaching in England (at a very posh girls' school -- pre-grad school informal internship arranged through a family friend) during the Oliver North hearings. People kept congratulating on me what a fine man my fellow-American was.

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  5. Just love the comment about you wanting to smash the face of the new sociology professor. I have felt that way about people too----they really raise the blood pressure, but I don't know why. Why, Kimmie?

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