July 23, 2008
Boys Clubs Suck
Sorry I have not had anything fun or that exciting on here in awhile. We are cleaning house around here and dealing with some rather serious business issues that have come up over the last 2 months.
I don’t really care to be damned if I do or damned if I don’t. As a very competitive, competent, hardworking person, failure is not an option. Especially due to someone else’s shortcomings. I cannot abide someone going out of their way to make life difficult. It’s just a business relationship, nothing more.
Incompetency and being inept at life get you no where. And the Old Boys Club won’t always be there to save your ass.
I will never be part of that club. And don’t care. I am not built for chest bumping and crotch grabbing. But I will get the job done.
In the end that is all that matters.
Love it! You go girl!
Oh Miss Southern, it sounds like we are *so* not having fun.
You know, I’m not sure there was a bigger Boys Club than Broadcasting when I got into it in the late 80’s, so I do feel your pain.
My years in one particular state were especially memorable: “Well, now little lady, y’all jest lemme speak with the man in charge.”
My usual response: “Well sir, Ah’m sorry to disappoint you, but you are speaking with the man in charge.”
Rock on! Never, ever, ever, give up. (Winston Churchill, well, not the ‘rock on’ part.)
TP