Stepping Out From the Shattered Place

The Lord has had me on an incredible journey. I finally feel like I am stepping out from the shattered place into Gods healing hands.

Saturday, March 25, 2006

All you men out there please explain this to me

I am so very frustrated with men right now. I am sick to death of men hitting on me and touching me. I am at work and my job is to be nice and serve coffee. I don't even have to be that nice. I just can't be out right rude, without cause. I am nice to 99% of the customers those that are very rude to me I bite my tongue and serve them as quickly as I can to them out.

What I can't stand is the men who treat me like an object. I am not your honey baby or sweet heart. No I won't go out for a drink with you and No I won't go to bed with you and yes I really have been asked! The next bloke that touches my body in anyway shape or form I swear I am going to deck him. A customers hands have no business on our side of the counter for any reason. Not to grab a sugar pack or lid and surely not to touch me! I don't want to hear a dirty joke or the double meaning phrases are not doing it for me either. I do not want to hear about the porn movies that you watched or the strip club you went to last night. I don't know any women who does. I have heard a lot of this stuff said to the teen girls who work in the store. When I hear them say it to the young girls I take over and tell them off. The men are often old enough to be there father. If scum like them talked to their daughters that way they would be very upset.

What I do want is to be treated with respect. There are men who I talk to at work who are nice guys and treat all of us with respect. There just seems to be more scum bags then nice guys.

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