Or, "Why doesn't she behave more like a female?"
Thank you, Kitten in the Box, for inspiring me to share.
As some of you may realize, I'm an "assistant manager" at one of the major theme parks in the South.
So, last week my partner for the night and I walk into one of our shops. There's a lizard near the register counter, with a "Princess" shooing it with her feet. I walk over and have the Princess let me handle it, and as she backs off she almost squishes the lizard (it decided to run under her sneaker!).
I reach down to grab it and it hops on my shoe. As I begin to move out the door the lizard starts climbing my leg! I wrap my skirt around my leg before the lizard clibms any higher, and I hobble towards the door.
From the peanut gallery comes a rallying cry: "What's wrong with her? Why isn't she screaming!!!" in this panicked/horrified voice.
I finish giving the lizard a ride to the bushes outside and wander back into the shop, where I proceed to approach my coworkers and "scream" in terror and ask, "Was that better?" and "Who made the comment?"
"Oh, it was a guest."
So there's a guest out there who can't comprehend the fact that all females are not equal.
Thank you, Kitten in the Box, for inspiring me to share.
As some of you may realize, I'm an "assistant manager" at one of the major theme parks in the South.
So, last week my partner for the night and I walk into one of our shops. There's a lizard near the register counter, with a "Princess" shooing it with her feet. I walk over and have the Princess let me handle it, and as she backs off she almost squishes the lizard (it decided to run under her sneaker!).
I reach down to grab it and it hops on my shoe. As I begin to move out the door the lizard starts climbing my leg! I wrap my skirt around my leg before the lizard clibms any higher, and I hobble towards the door.
From the peanut gallery comes a rallying cry: "What's wrong with her? Why isn't she screaming!!!" in this panicked/horrified voice.
I finish giving the lizard a ride to the bushes outside and wander back into the shop, where I proceed to approach my coworkers and "scream" in terror and ask, "Was that better?" and "Who made the comment?"
"Oh, it was a guest."
So there's a guest out there who can't comprehend the fact that all females are not equal.
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