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Sunday, 13 December 2009 23:26

I revolutionalise the world of work

Written by  Non-workingmonkey

There are a great many differences between ladies and men: for example, ladies like cats and men like dogs; ladies like pink wafer biscuits and men like plain chocolate Digestive biscuits; ladies like flowers and men like logs. None of these is particularly important; we rub along together pretty nicely on the whole. There is, however, one difference that is very important, and that is that every month, most ladies have 'the periods'*, and men do not.

 

I am not Andrea Dworkin and I am not going to bang on about wimmin's rights, etc.  We all know that if men had the periods, 'sanitary protection' would be free and delivered to your door, you would get a week off work to lie around and nurses would come round with hot water bottles and cups of tea, all free on the NHS.  But men do not have periods so ladies who are in the office have to pretend it is not happening, and men who work with them are not allowed to comment (or even pretend to have noticed) sudden violent outbursts, random crying, paranoia, mild depression or chain-eating Ibuprofen, chocolate and cheese sandwiches. (For e.g. the last man to say "time of the month, is it?" was beheaded in Luton in 1973.)

 

And here is where my brilliant idea comes in.  Rather than pretending the periods (and their accompanying symptoms) are not happening, let us talk about them openly. I am not talking about things like for e.g. what size Tampax you need etc; I am simply saying that if those with whom we worked (i.e. a lot of men) were aware when our periods were and how (and if) we are effected by them, then a lot of random behaviour would be forgiven and forgotten. For e.g., when it is the time for my periods, there is a morning of tearfulness, an afternoon of barely-surpressed aggression, and about a day and a half of mild gloominess. It has been like that for nearly 30 years  and I doubt it is going to change now unless I a) have a baby; b) have an early menopause (I am 40).

 

But let us be realistic. "Talking" about it out loud with your mouth can be embarrassing, even with other ladies; heaven knows what it might do to the gentlemen!  Instead, I propose a "Lady status report" that is put somewhere prominent, but out of the eyes of for e.g. visiting clients (next to the coffee machine,  on the company intranet, distributed at weekly meetings, for e.g.). The "status report" will distribute the correct amount of information in a style that is succinct and useful and - best of all! - in a format that can be regularly updated.

 

I have assembled an example for your viewing pleasure; at the moment, it lurks pointlessly at the beginning of this post, so until I work out how to position it correctly, a nimble double click will open it up.  And if you would like a copy of the template, just let me know: together, we can start a revolution.

 

 

* All expressions to describe the periods are awful, with 'time of the month' being, to my mind, by far the worst. My favourite is "on the blob", with a special mention to "having the painters and decorators in".

 

Last modified on Monday, 14 December 2009 08:21
Non-workingmonkey

Non-workingmonkey

Expert on most things, including small clay pipes, absinthe, and causing grey squirrels to fall from high branches using only the power of my mind.

 

Live in Montreal because of a man.

Website: www.non-workingmonkey.blogspot.com

10 comments

  • Comment Link Pasty Saturday, 02 January 2010 14:08 posted by Pasty

    How about 'riding the cotton pony' and the most 'excellent 'riding the crimson wave'?
    I think these both bear consideration.

  • Comment Link Velma Fast-Food Monday, 14 December 2009 18:50 posted by Velma Fast-Food

    Bloody Mary, the English have arrived!!! Have to run to the supermarket... Lady Status Report is a GREAT idea!

  • Comment Link Alice Moore Monday, 14 December 2009 17:11 posted by Alice Moore

    Ooh! Line breaks. How exciting.

    Small things.

    (Captcha: "sleekly wrenchingly". Have you been messing again Lucy?)

  • Comment Link Alice Moore Monday, 14 December 2009 17:09 posted by Alice Moore

    I seem to have landed on my red English feet, being as how before Child Number One I suffered from pains but no PMT, after Child Number One I got shouty angsty super-ire but no cramps, and now after Child Number Two I have neither.

    But it's worrying. It's as though my insides were some kind of blood-filled cauldron wot get stirred by a giant foetal spoon whenever I am with child. What if all it took was a slight jump to the left and everything rearranged itself again? Horrors!

    I fully approve of the Female Status Update, although if it existed I might tear it up and eat it in a random fit of the hormones.

  • Comment Link Celia Pedroso Monday, 14 December 2009 17:03 posted by Celia Pedroso

    Thanks Emma! I have to tell that to my dear aunt who uses that expression!

  • Comment Link Lucy Pepper Monday, 14 December 2009 15:21 posted by Lucy Pepper

    aHA! i was wondering about that too, thanks Emma Jane

  • Comment Link @EmmaJaneR Monday, 14 December 2009 14:12 posted by @EmmaJaneR

    Celia, the French, too, say "Les Anglais sont arrivés!" Historically, soldiers in the English (British) army wore red ...

  • Comment Link Celia Pedroso Monday, 14 December 2009 10:58 posted by Celia Pedroso

    As weird as it may sounds, some older people in Portugal say "the English have arrived". Historical reasons? Or some twisted sense of humour...?
    P.S What's wrong with the Captcha? Mine is Movie scrooge :)

  • Comment Link Carla Quevedo Monday, 14 December 2009 10:26 posted by Carla Quevedo

    How about Bloody Mary? Which reminds I cannot have one or two anymore. It's oh so sad...

  • Comment Link Harriet Hole Monday, 14 December 2009 07:35 posted by Harriet Hole

    I... (and I MUST mention that the words I have to fill in this in box underneath just now are saying "HENRY manacled"! ha! how exciting)... anyway, I was brought up with it as "THE CURSE!" which was rather amusing, apart from the ducking stool incident.

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