I got pulled into Little Mole Boss’s office today to get an earful about how she’s heard that I’m not “friendly” enough, and that I’m not “giving 100%.” She recognizes that my part-time position here is not super mentally stimulating, but she still expects top-notch work, which is an enigma as far as I’m concerned. Â I was also instantly annoyed at the assumption that women should be ‘friendly’ all the time. Â There’s a guy in our office who is terse and occasionally downright rude, and he’s worked here for six years or so. Â I’ve never said an unkind word to anyone in this office in the two years I’ve worked here, so why… *sigh* Â It was not a good start to the day.
But then it got better. Grabbing lunch around noon, I noticed the black woman running the register had two linked female symbols tattooed to her arm. I’m a huge supporter of gay marriage and the gay community in general, so I said, “I like your tattoo.”
She froze with her arm out so I could get a better look. “Thanks, you know what it is?”
“Yep.”
She smiled back, “Are you one?”
I gave her a big smile and said, “Nope, but I got your back.”
She gave me a tiny salute and said, “Thanks for your support.”
And that is why today was a good day.