Posted by
Dave Kooker on Friday, February 29, 2008 3:18:20 PM
As a man, I am always humored by how women interact with fellow female colleagues in the working environment. Women who are similar in pay-grade or skill level cannot start work without establishing the social hierarchy in the morning. The previous day’s social hierarchy does not carry forward.
The day begins when women casually roam around the office paying close attention to each other’s hair, make-up, dress, and physique. Fat women are automatically disqualified and placed to the back of the pecking order. The women with the most slender frame and the most endowed female attributes are placed to the front.
The top female contenders begin to finalize the higher echelon by critiquing each other’s make-up and hair. Whose hair is teased the most. Newest hairstyle. Now look at the make-up. Who applies their makeup the best?
The final round determines the ‘Queen Bee’ for the day. Who is wearing the newest and best fitting outfit? The winner accepts the coronation and all other women fall into the social hierarchy of the day. The prize for being the ‘Queen Bee’ of the day is being allowed to boss all the other ladies around the office. The most amazing fact about the daily ritual is that all this done without a spoken word. Somehow the daily social hierarchy is understood telepathically.
From a male’s perspective each day is a mystery. Who do I interact with to get the office task accomplished?
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