Friday, April 25, 2008

Blog 13

I am just like one of the guys. That is what I have always been told. I can hang out with them and they do not even realize that I am a girl, until I talk or do something that is considered a “female” trait. I like sports, hunting and fishing, riding quads and motorcycles, and working on cars. Since the majority of the people I hang out with are guys, I hear them talk about a lot of things. Some things are about women. Some things are about their significant others. A good friend of my boyfriends has recently started seeing a girl. Ever since I have known Austin, my boyfriend’s friend, to me he has been a “man whore.” He is one of the nicest guys I know he just does not have the best luck with women.

This girl that he has been seeing is a little airheaded granted everyone has their “blonde moments” but this girl is really bad sometimes. Another one of their friends, whom I have never really liked, I have always found him arrogant and sexist. After this girl had left they started talking about her and saying whether she was “good enough” for Austin or not. The one friend whom I have never liked said, “Well without her head I would say she is an eight.” I usually try to keep quiet during these conversations unless I am personally asked what I think about it. But this time I was unable to keep my mouth shut! Why is it that guys have to pick apart women? Why can’t they just be fine or perfect with how she looks? And why isn’t her personality enough? Guys rarely ever say anything about her personality it is always her looks! Drives me crazy!

Monday, April 21, 2008

Blog 12

So the other day I was listening to 98.9 the Bear and they were talking about sports. I always listen to the Bear in the mornings on my way to work. But this particular morning, they were talking about women in sports. I thought it was such a good topic for a blog, since it was something that we had talked about earlier in the semester! As I continued to listen the topic turned more towards women in “men’s” sports.

One of the radio personalities had said that no woman could compete on the competitive level that men participate in. He had went on and said that if a woman trains just like a man, she would still not be up to that physical competitive level that they are. By this time I was just thinking what an ass. How can women technically be not as physically competitive?

As the conversation went on, they decided that there were only two sports that men and women could compete on the same level. They were soccer and tennis. While tennis is a noncontact sport and soccer is a contact sport, probably just as physical as football or basketball. I obviously have never played soccer before on a professional level, but I have played it on a club/travel level. I have played with both men and women. And sometimes the women are more physical then the men that I have played with. It just depends on the game. Basketball is the same way. I only played basketball through high school, but when some of us from the team would meet some of the boy’s basketball team at the YMCA it could get a little physical from both sides. Sometimes yet again, more from the girls that are playing then the guys.

Maybe I took what they had said out of context, but from my point of view there should be no reason that a woman could not compete with a man in any sport that they choose!

Monday, April 14, 2008

Blog 11

I have a lot of guy friends. I always have. I get along better with men then I do women. I work with all men; I do a lot of “man” centered activities. My boyfriend is an amazing man that I love very much and would do absolutely anything for. Lately he has been very jealous. When I was down at Purdue he never let on that he was jealous even if he was.

So the other day, a friend of mine, who is a male, came up from Purdue. He lives in Roanoke so it is not like he came up just to see me; he was also seeing his family. We got together for lunch. An innocent lunch, I paid for my own he paid for his own. It should not be a big deal right?!
Wrong! When I got back from lunch, we ended up getting in a huge fight…over nothing. Well to me it was nothing, to me it was innocent. To my boyfriend, it was a big deal. He said that he trusted me but that he thought my friend liked me. That he did not trust him. I asked him if it would have been any different if it was a girl that I had went to lunch with, and he said that it would have been different. It should not have mattered since they (male or female) are still my friends. And even though I do have more guy friends then girl friends, my guy friends respect my boyfriend enough not to try anything.

I wish he would understand that! After our fight we discussed things and everything is a lot better now! I told him that he needed to realize that I was in love with him and not anyone else and that no matter what anyone else did I was not planning on leaving a long relationship (I think we are going on six years or something like that) for something that probably would only be a fling and on top of that, I do not see my friends that way. They are after all…just my friends!

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Blog 10

As I have said before, my boyfriend’s family raises show pigs. Since I have known his family for so long pigs are like second nature to me. I could not count how many different pig shows I have been to or how many times I have been asked by my boyfriend’s dad Mike what I think is right and what I think is wrong with certain pigs at the shows almost as a test to see what I have remembered and what I have forgotten. Show pig sales are taking place this month more readily because a lot of the county fairs are coming up. They had theirs a couple weekends ago and we have another one in Columbia City this next weekend.

At the most current one, a man, that I have never seen before came up and started asking me questions about some of the Duroc’s and York’s that were in the far pins. So we walked over and asked me which pigs I thought were the best. I tell him all of them, obviously. Then I ask him which he would rather show a gilt, barrow, or boar. You can tell at this time he has no idea what is going on, but it seems that he does not believe me that I know what I am talking about either. I tell him boars are very hard to show, that you have to be very careful with them because they can get very aggressive when with other boars. I suggested a gilt would probably be the best for a county 4-H. I also tell him that it is his own personal choice which one he chooses. That most judges will look at the legs and the shoulders and hams on any show pig. He says thank you and then walks away.

As I was making my rounds answering questions to some of the individuals I had went by and heard the guy that I was helping previously say that I did not know what I was talking about “because I was a girl.” I went and said something to my boyfriend Jesse and asked who the guy was. Jesse did not know either so I went and talked to Mike. Well come to find out the guy lives down the road about five miles and did the same thing to Kathy, Jesse’s mom, last year. Mike said that he has a “thing” against women because when he was younger everything he did he was beat by a woman. Kudos to us! :)

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Blog 9

I am trying out a position doing electrical invoicing and billing. I have been working with all males. I find it kind of funny because they all call me sweetie, dear, or kid. Which I am younger then all of them and some of them even have kids around my age or a little older. It probably should bother me being called sweetie or dear though. But I call everyone sweetheart of dear as well. So I guess I do not think of it in a demeaning or sexually harassed manner. A friend of mine came in to go to lunch one day last week, and heard one of the guys say that. It was not in a way that it meant anything, nor was it when they were saying bye. I had done something or needed help with something and it was something like “What do you need help with sweetie?” She said that she could not believe I was okay with them saying that. I said I guess I do not even pay that much attention because I do not even realize it sometimes. My friend works at a cafeteria that feeds pretty much only men. I guess one day, one of the guys that always comes in to get lunch said “Thanks, sweetheart.” She said that she could not even say “Your welcome” back because she was laughing so hard. I guess the men that work there say it to her all the time as well and she never realized it until she heard it from an outsider’s position.

Monday, March 24, 2008

Blog 8

I have been working at an office doing accounts recievable. I work with all men. I think that I have seen one woman besides myself. Anyway, one day, one of the men asked me what I did for fun, he was an older gentleman, and I told him that I liked to hunt, fish, ride four wheelers, and rebuild cars. At first, I think he thought I was joking, because he kind of laughed, and then he saw that I was serious. He then started asking me things like, what do you hunt, what have you rebuilt, etc. Almost like he still did not believe me like he needed some sort of proof. So I then went into detail that I hunt white tail deer, racoons, any type of water fowl, and fish anything that I can get my hands on. That I have rebuilt a ’78 CJ7, that I am working on rebuilding an ’88 half ton Chevy, and am looking for another CJ7 to rebuild again. He just kind of stared at me like he could not believe it. I started laughing and asked if he needed something. He said no, that he just could not believe that I actually enjoyed doing stuff like that and that it was not my boyfriends hobby that I picked up on because “I am a girl.” Those were his words, “I am a girl.” I just kind of stared at him like you need to become a little more informed buddy. Girls and women do things just like men do, we are not incapable of doing them. It just surprises me so much how men just kind of stare at you when you tell them things that are particularly a “male” activity, but that you do it. Why do they think that women cannot do it?!

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Blog 7

My boyfriend just bought a new mustang convertible. It is a manual and I love it. To my surprise a lot of people cannot drive sticks; I grew up on a farm where it was mandatory to know how to drive a stick at the age of like five. I begged and begged the other day for him to let me drive it to work. I work at a local high school, where needless to say some of the kids drive like idiots and he was worried that something would happen to it. It is not nice enough out yet to put the top down but I cannot wait until it is. As I was driving it in the parking lot this kid did a double take. I hate when people stare. I think it is rude. Since I saw him staring I decided to reeve the engine and really make him stare. He did. And then when he saw me get out I think his mouth about hit the ground. I think this is funny because if it would have been a guy get out of the car he probably would have came up and said "Nice car blah blah blah." But because he saw a girl get out of it, it was like he did not know what to do. Or even think. Why do guys think that a girl cannot have just as much fun with cars as they do? And why do they think that certain cars are automatically "male" driven?