I guess I should start by introducing myself, because a lot
of people will probably come to my blog for the first time today. My name is
Jade and I am a self-published author, I am currently working on my second
book, which will be a paranormal romance/urban fantasy. My first book was a
horror book, which hasn’t been read by many. It may be because it’s a short
novel (only 56 pages), or it may be because I’m female. I just want to start
off by saying that I’m not a feminist, although I do sometimes share their
point of view on some topics. I think that most people can find topics that
they agree with or disagree with, and that’s normal. Today I logged into
twitter and saw that some woman’s topic was trending. I clicked on it, only to
be reminded of something that happened to me. From 2010 to 2012 I worked in the
automotive department of a large retail store. I was the service writer, which
meant that I had to sell services to the customers. I had to learn a great deal
about tires and oil changes. I even learned how to perform oil changes and change
tires and would do that sometimes. Well, I changed the oil mostly, sometimes
the tires were too heavy for me. Sometimes when I was writing tickets for
service a woman would pull up and demand to speak to a man. Men never did that
to me, only women. Not all women were like this, but the ones who were decided
it was best to be vocal about it. The woman would also make faces at me or say
things about me if I would change their oil. They didn’t want to believe that a
woman was capable of changing oil. There was one day in particular where I
actually felt like commenting back. Everyone had gone to lunch accept for the
new guy and two people needed to be in the shop at all times, which meant I was
in there signing off on things. He wasn’t sure what he was doing yet, so I had
to help him out. There were three ladies in the waiting room, all of them where
pressing their faces against the glass. I had told them beforehand that we were
short staffed and they agreed to wait for the work to be done. Finally, one of
the people came back from lunch, which meant that I could go on break. When I
walked back inside the building the ladies all said very mean things very
loudly. Basically, they thought that I was flirting with the guy, and that I
was causing the long wait. I was angry. I wanted to tell those ladies that what
they said couldn’t be further from the truth. I wanted to make those women feel
bad for the way that they had treated me, but I knew that I wouldn’t get
through to them. If I would have said anything to them I’m sure they would have
gone to management. I tried not to let it bother me, but to this day it still
does. Those women thought it was okay to undervalue me. They probably would
have thought that it was okay for the male cashier who worked inside and
ignored most of the customers to get paid more than I did too. The point of me
writing about this is because many of the people complaining about people not
treating them fairly in the workplace are the same people who not treating
others fairly. If you want to support women and women’s rights, why not start with
being more understanding? This type of behavior is the reason that JK Rowling
decided to write under a man’s name, the same reason that female books sell
primarily to females. Anyway, I’m sorry for posting such a long rant. I just
felt like the things I had to say needed to be said. Please go out and support
a female author today.
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