Dude Looks Like a Lady
Wednesday - November 25, 2009
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Del.icio.usI really enjoy working with the staff here at MidWeek. I know this sounds cliché, but we’re really more like a family. Then again, that might not be a good thing, especially if I’m perceived as the father. Worse than that is if I’m perceived as the mother. Overall we have a relatively young staff, who are mostly in their 20s and 30s. And yes, I’m old enough to be their father. That being the case, my relationship with some of them is sometimes as an adviser or a sounding board for their life experiences. Being a business, I have to conduct myself professionally at all times, but when you work with people, it’s tough not to become friends or sometimes even a surrogate parent. I know I act pretty young for my age, but these guys tease me all time, since being 51 is a sensitive issue with me.
Well, not really, but I like to give everyone a hard time about those age jokes. The other day, the age issue was the least of my worries. I was standing at the cubicle of one of our young staff members. She was relating a story to me about some problems she was having with her car.
She was dealing with it over the weekend and sought the advice of her boyfriend on what she should do. Naturally, she did nearly the opposite thing and ended up with more of a problem than originally expected. Funny how women seek advice from men and then do what they want anyway.
Since it’s a non-marriage relationship, her boyfriend did not give her a hard time. Besides the repair, her biggest issue was that when she got her car back she noticed that her Pink CD had been ejected and nowhere in the car. If the repair guy took it, it was odd to her because all her rock CDs were still there. Having related this entire story to me, she now looked up and asked, “Ron, if you were a dude, wouldn’t you take the rock CDs?” She eagerly awaited my answer with wide eyes and after pondering her question, I indignantly answered, “What do you mean ‘if?’”
She turned bright red, covered her face with both hands and started laughing and apologizing at the same time. I decided to have fun with the moment, that being she just implied her boss wasn’t a dude. I said, “Well, last time I checked, I was totally a dude and I would take the rock CDs.”
Walking away, I didn’t think it would help my argument to admit that I actually own a Pink CD.
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