Holly
I finally realized that no one was ever going to rescue me and that the whole "knight in shining armor" thing was a bunch of bullshit. I want neither a superior nor a subordinate in a man, only a partner, and I feel no guilt whatsoever about weeding out the unworthy ones. I feel obligated to point out the reality of things to women who still choose to have their heads firmly planted up their asses. I give no reasons and expect no excuses when I feel that something in my life isn't living up to the standards that I have set. (Oh, and I let the standards be known. No games.) I'm forthright and upfront. I don't hedge around the issue, and I don't use mind games to debate a point. I ask for what I want, and I don't whine and moan if I don't get it. I don't tolerate whining by anyone: men, my mother, my nephews or the dog. Tact isn't my strong point, but I strive to have as little miscommunication in my realm as possible. When I'm mad, I say so; I don't throw a fit. I try to leave emotions out of it when it comes to business and take nothing personal at the office. I'm capable of walking in the tall grass with the big dogs, so to speak, and I don't get ruffled by what men say when you're the only woman around and happen to hear it. Boys will be boys: learn to work within those parameters. (Work smarter, not harder!) When I'm right, I say so and when I'm wrong, I shut the fuck up.
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