Wednesday, August 26, 2009

When Push Comes To Shove

Denise had been at her job for nearly fifteen years. When she started, it was just herself and the boss’s wife supporting a then half a million-dollar company. Now a decade and a half later, at close to seven million, she managed six others and had seen a lot of changes. She was even introduced to clients as the General Manager a time or two by the owner himself. But as time tells all, when a title is just a title it means little.

Over the years Denise had watched newly hired superstars get cars, expense accounts and perks too numerous to count. Outlay of cash was never in question if it were to ease their efforts; make their divisions more profitable. However, each time she would ask for upgrades in software, a new computer for one that had long ago outlived it’s usefulness it was like pulling teeth. She watched one or two of the other managers get compensated with “at cost” work around their homes. She had the company do work on her new home, that she paid for and after 13 years and 3 different attempts to resolve the issue of her front steps, they continued to pitch and sink and were now unusable. Was it a small thing? Yes, but small things over time add up.

On one occasion she had taken her car to a garage for inspection. The mechanic told her it would not pass. This was broke, that needed to be replaced etc. the entire bill would be around $2,700.00. She hadn’t been having trouble with her car and was suspicious. She brought it home and talked to her husband, who was usually less than supportive but on this occasion said he would take it to his mechanic and see what was going on. The outcome was significantly different. $2.45 for a new bulb and a turn or two of a wrench to tighten up the O2 sensor. She was enraged.

In restaurants it was her husband that was chatted up by the maître d’, if she dined alone she was stuck at a table in the corner by the kitchen. Taxi cabs, forget about it. She stood in the rain more times than she could count while the other guy got in the cab sporting a condecending grin.

The ultimate insult was when her husband left her for someone else. During her divorce he had the nerve to ask why she was surprised, afterall the other woman was a huge success in her field and she was no more than a glorified secretary and was obviously, after 15 years was never going really make anything of herself. That was the crushing blow, the catalyst of things to come.

Still groggy from the the anethesia a line from Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein came to mind. “When I found so astonishing a power placed within my hands, I hesitated a long time concerning the manner in which I should employ it". Sliding a hand under the hospital sheets for the first time, Dennis touched himself down there and smiled. Now he had his future firmly in his grip. His new job starts on Monday.

12 comments:

dive said...

Don't do it, Prudence!

Hee hee. What a truly great last line.
The world is still a disgustingly phallocentric place but don't ever be tempted to deprive it of such a tall, beautiful and … er … awesomely-stacked person as yourself. There are too many dicks around here as it is.

Dear Prudence said...

Hee hee to you too! I sent my mom a copy of this and it made her call me! It was purely tongue in cheek. I needed to blow off a little steam and it worked. I was also giggling after I finished.

Dear Prudence said...

Ps. Dive,
I like my girly bits just fine thanks! Thanks also for you compliments.

Kate Isis said...

Well, I certianly wasn't expecting that. lol.
Well done Pru. :)

Dear Prudence said...

Kate, that was the best part.. it was so out there! Glad you got a giggle out of it.

Scout said...

Wow, what a surprise. This is one bitter new man—it would be interesting to follow the story to see if his new life really is what he expects. And maybe the root of his problems has nothing to do with the perception of his gender. Hmmm.

Dear Prudence said...

Robyn, you said "root", no pun intended? LOL... yes it might be interesting to see where his newfound power might take him. Not sure even my warped mind could follow it to it's conclusion.

Katherine Mercurio Gotthardt said...

LMAO!!!!! Oh, that's so good!! The irony and the message here...in fact, so many messages on the way woman are treated, the way we feel about our own genders, the way the world works.

Thing is, most people who go through that surgery don't do it for that reason, from what I hear and read. And thank God! We woman--of all genders and mindsets--must unite!!

Dear Prudence said...

Katherine, as I said it was somewhat tongue in cheek and I do know from having read and heard that no one enters into that kind of thing for that reason. However, it is still a sad fact that many women are not paid or compensated for their true worth.

MmeBenaut said...

Fabulous! There's probably not a woman alive who hasn't experienced at least some of those gender snipes.

Todd said...

Dear Prudence, you're work is quite admiring; I really enjoy it. It looks as though you hadn't posted in sometime - come back to us so I can see some of your new stuff!!

Maria said...

Very nicely done.

I have a good friend, JD. He used to be Wendy. He has the most interesting stories, but wow....what a price he has paid for them.