I have a dear friend, a bff, a chosen sister whom I greatly admire. She is a hard working, single mother, (ex husband is hands on, not a dog), and a brilliant individual. She lights up a room. She is one of those people everyone is happy to see because she raises the fun element immediately. She is articulate, intelligent, organized, forward thinking and capable in many, many areas. People love her. I almost never go anywhere with her that someone does not call her name across the room with a ! at the end. Strangers compliment her on her beauty. If I had a dollar for every time I heard someone say, "you have the prettiest eyes", or "I have never seen eyes that blue", I could buy us all a burger.
She has been a loyal, hardworking employee of a company in a southern state for many years. She has run their business, kept customers happy, kept vendors happy and found businesses to install products. A one woman show, THE STAR of the company. The one the customers love and want to deal with because the men in the company cannot tie their shoes. Loafers comes to mind.
Her company asked her to grow their business. They sent her to another southern state to work with organizers and legislators and lobbyists. She left her home and her family to tend to this business. She worked tirelessly for more than two years to achieve the companies goal. She traveled back and forth. She lived there for a few months. Selfless, loyal, capable. There really are not enough words to describe her qualities.
At the beginning of this journey she was promised the moon. Money, perks, partnership, anything to get her to make this happen. Her company knew she was the only one capable of this feat. Everyone else in the company is too wrapped up in family and huntin' and drinkin' and bein' manly men.
She of course accomplished her goal as she has every challenge placed before her. Her company responded by offering her congratulations and thanks. The men gave themselves a big bonus. She got.....congratulations....and thanks....and hot air.
She has a new job now. She finally took one of the many offers she has had over the years. Her loyalty has been to the men she worked for. I told her she too would be rolling in profits if only she had a penis. That seems to be the biggest difference. She did all the work, they got all the money.
Boobs aren't the issue. She has them. They are them. It has to be the penis.
To those men, and you know who you are: You deserve this gut blow. I hope it burns. May your head hurt for months trying to figure out how to fill her shoes. Job description: Goddess with a brain and humor and more than 1 people skill with loyalty. Good luck.
You're Welcome,
Lillybell Blues
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