"What's the worst thing about being your gender?" - Anon
Well, this should be an interesting one. There is a long laundry list of things that suck about being a woman. Everything from our physical make up and feminine issues to just flat out stereo types and jokes and such aimed at degrading our gender. It really depends on exactly what is being asked, but since I have all the time in the world, I guess I'll just start rattling them off!
Menstruating! I hate getting my period. Let me tell you it isn't pleasant at all. Whether or not you're one of those ladies who has a light flow and doesn't get cramps, it's still annoying. I have enough things to drag around in my purse, I don't need bulky cotton objects to stop me from bleeding like a slaughtered pig for 5 days without dying. And that's another thing. Purses. I HATE having to carry a purse around, but unless I wanna throw on a pair of mens cargo pants, women's jeans are just not meant to hold your wallet, cell phone, cigarettes, glasses case, sunglasses. There's just too much stuff that women have to carry around with them and a purse seems the only way to accomplish that.
The fact that it's much harder for women to lose weight than it is men. This has always bothered me. And when women do lose weight, the first area is usually where we don't want to lose it : our breasts. Having larger breasts can be a godsend when trying to look thin. It's an optical illusion and all. But let me tell you, I greatly enjoyed playing golf until I hit puberty ad couldn't hit the ball for my life because I had grown a lovely pair of flesh mounds that got in the way of my swing. It's like God's way of saying "get back in the kitchen."
That's another thing. Those "women are only good for cooking, cleaning and baby making" jokes. Now personally, I don't have an issue with these things if only said in jest, In fact, I've been known to make fun of myself for it before anyone else even has the chance to. But if taken seriously, there are a lot of women who have striven to fight off that stereotype for ages and ages and yet here everyone is just stuffing it down our throats again. This doesn't bother me quite as much as the physical things of being a woman but it's still on the list.
Hygiene and things men can do that we cannot. Men can walk around without shirts on but women can't (not in public anyway). It's not fair, just because our breasts are used to feed offspring? We need to cover them up? And shaving... men can walk around looking like chewbacca yet women are expected to stay smooth and neat and tidy and pluck eyebrows and go through hours and hours of torturous beauty routines to stay appealing? I think this is garbage. Now, don't get me wrong, I enjoy being clean shaven and stuff, but sometimes, when you've been sick with the flu for like a week, the last thing you're thinking of is "huh, my legs are getting stubbly."
And childbirth. Personally, I have never had the joys (or horrors) or experiencing this. I have seen enough on videos and you never see a woman laughing pleasantly while giving birth. Nope. She's always screaming as if a mutant alien from predator is eating her vagina from the inside out. Personally, that's not the kind of thing I look forward to. Everyone says "oh but child birth is a beautiful thing!" I don't care what anyone says! It's bloody, it looks painful, the babies look like creepy goo covered aliens and I've honestly seen horror movies more pleasant than what giving birth looks like.
Eighteen styles of underwear to choose from. This has always driven me nuts. Why do we have so many different types of underwear for woman? Hi Rise thongs, hip thongs, low rise thongs, g strings, low rise g strings, g strings with charms, bikinis, low rise bikinis, hipsters, boy briefs, boy leg briefs, granny panties... like seriously? why do we need all of these? And bras are just as bad now demi cups and lacey crap and straps that go every which way. It's just super annoying. Not the mention the under wire rubs funny.
Well, I think that's a pretty good list!
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