Dear Women in the Boss’s Room Currently Talking Shit about a Former Coworker:
The way a woman works, the way a woman dresses, has NO BEARING on A) her abilities as a worker, or B), what men do in response to the way she dresses. I’ll repeat: What men do in response to a woman’s attire is not the woman’s fault. It’s NEVER the woman’s fault that most men in our world are misogynistic horndogs steeped in a culture that promotes women as objects, to be ogled and harassed because of the way they dress (or sometimes for no reason at all).
Your doing your own gender a HUGE disservice with the shit you’re talking right now.
Sincerely,
Josh
It’s so strange that we live in a world where a woman is expected to dress a certain way to meet a male’s expectations, i.e., that she doesn’t dress like a “slut” or reveal too much cleavage, because if she does, men might just pop boners right there in their pants and maybe leap over the desk and fuck her right there. As if men have no control over their desires. But maybe, instead of chiding women for what they wear, how they walk, how they pop their hips our when they talk, we chide men for having no control over their desires, yeah? Not every conversation with a woman is an invitation for a sex party, unless she makes it an invitation for a sex party, and the only time that happens is when she says, “You want to have a sex party?” and then you say, “Yes please,” and go off to make the sweet lovings.
I’m rambling, mostly because a sex party sounds awesome.
EDIT: I apologize for the word “bitches,” but I honestly don’t know what else to call these evil women.
