Well that took less than a day – less than a day for a member of the GP to piss me off royally.
I had been destashing yarn to pay for some things that needed paying for quickly. No problem – all my yarn that I wanted to sell – well it sold.
Last night I learned that someone (I’m trying to be polite here) did not like the yarn I sent. Okay. So she sends me a message that was snotty in the extreme. What do you expect, I ask?
I offered to refund the sweet little person’s money but she couldn’t respond to me within two hours. I wrote again. I received a message back this morning. Seems she’s a single mother with small children – please cue the violins, okay?
One of the reasons women do not get anywhere is because they wear their troubles like a badge and tote it out for all to go “poor thing.” Prefacing anything with “I’m a single mother with small children” is like saying “You must treat me differently from anyone else and you must excuse my complete rudeness because you see my marriage failed and I had children before it did.”
I should walk around telling everyone that I’m a widow of 11 months and that I am so poor I can’t breathe. That would surely get me a pass on the need to be polite, civil and responsible??????? No. I need to be a single mother with small children.
We, as women, need to stop throwing up – and I mean that literally and figuratively, excuses for why we are rude, obnoxious or pitiful. Just frigging stop it. There are so many single mothers these days ……… for whatever reason. I am also a single mother and a widow. You couldn’t pop off a shotgun and not hit a single mother in our society. Truly.
Using excuses like this is something that is endemic to our society. It’s like those kids on college campuses who want safe spots. Or whatever. Safe spots for being idiotic, for not being a whole person, for complaining about behavior they don’t like, for giving them a reason to act small and stupid.
Remember Melissa Click? Who could forget her. A communications professional telling a reporter to leave and then asking for “muscle” to get him out of the area where the “news” was taking place. That’s a professor who professes to believe in feminism. Yep. She’s a feminist. Enough said.
Update: I just received Jim Geraghty’s Morning Jolt in my inbox. In part of his Jolt he says:
They fight for feminism while “sugar daddies” are now in vogue in some circles of young women, advertising is as objectifying of women as ever, millions of women obsess over celebrities’ bodies, and women put 50 Shades atop the bestseller lists. Their effort to divest from oil and natural-gas companies is flopping; divestment from Israel has passed in only a handful of schools.
How appropriate for my morning. Love ya Jim. Love ya.