The woman's magazine
This morning I ended up reading into a woman's magazine. It was laying on the table in a waiting room so I thought it was one of the magazines they put there to keep you bussy. The first article was about why woman don't negotiate about theyr wage. Men always do it said. They also claimed that if you don't aim high from the beginning you'll never jump up. Men always aim high from the beginning....I was slightly pissed of reading just some of the main points. MOST woman (and men) don't get to negotiate their wage, most people just get offered so much an hour and that's it....Take it or fuck off...Only a few get to negotiate, most of us don't...
The next article was an interview with a white woman around her 50s or somethinng, and a black woman around her 30s or something....The white woman claimed that the wage gap between men and woman would be only 2 % and not 12% if woman would go working full time instead of part time....and the black woman claimed that immigrants should accept woman on the street more....I skipped trought this article the same way I skipped trought the one before this. If a woman gets paid less an hour than a men for the same job, I don't really believe this woman makes any sence by saying bullshit like that. And in all the foreign neigbourhoods I lived in, I never really feld woman were kept indoors and didn't join the streetlife....so there goes number two....Maybe black woman are only allowed to speak in this kind of bullshit magazines if they confirm our western point of view about how sexist those dark skin people are. We, the white european on the other side, are so open minded with our exesive number of pedophiles and rape and physical and emotional abuse....
The last article I checked had something to do with vaginas, so I supose it was about sex,,,cause yeah, the ambitious woman is verry obsessed with her vagina, just like a men who is obsessed with his dick Then a woman looked at me. I realised the magazine wasn't part of the collection from the waiting room, but hers. I apologised and left the stupid magazine to her.
I wondered what kind of woman she was, what kind of job she had. I wondered.....