Posts Tagged ‘derogatory’

It was offensive, but it also made no sense…

December 22, 2013

I had a peculiar experience the other day at work.  Well it wasn’t all too peculiar in the fact that I have heard all manner of words and phrases and slurs and adamant belief in foolish stereotypes bandied here and there around the store, from customers and associates alike.  This occurrence was peculiar in that the customer for some reason was trying to explain what he was talking about, when I knew full well what he was saying, and apparently my look of disgust wasn’t enough to give him a hint to cease and desist.  But anyways, this one customer had some sort of squash or the like in his items.  He grabbed one that lacked a sticker so as is common in this case I asked him, “So, what’s the price of this?”  He responded by not saying the typical “I don’t really know,” or the estimations that some customers give in this scenario.  He responded by saying, “How should I know? What do I look like? A woman?” (Insert fake laugh from me here)  I really have no idea what this statement is supposed to imply, other than that men are too stupid to check prices.  But it remained that he meant it in an offensive and derogatory manner, regardless of what he was implying.  But obviously I can’t call people on  things like this, even though it seems fully acceptable to do so, because I need this job right now.  And it would have been a closed case at this point if the talk didn’t continue.  A man behind him in line, a public servant no less(for shame),  decided to turn this man’s comment into a conversation¸ and muttered a bunch of unintelligible stuff to me about how men know what they are doing when they go shopping and blah blah blah, and that women are impossible to go anywhere with because they pay attention to the prices and such.  So like I said, I have no idea what point he was trying to make, but he made it.   Since when is checking prices a negative trait?  It’s impossible to get any shopping these days without budget yourself at least a little bit.  Also case in point, don’t say idiotically offensive things to someone that is unable to tell you to shut the hell up!

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January 31, 2011

Here’s some interesting facts from the peanut gallery known as walmart.  They make me do a bunch of crap other than what they pay me to do, yet still pay me as off I only carry out one function, that which I am titled as, a little cashier.  But I’m used to stuff like that as long as  I must be in this particular job situation.  I kept wondering why no matter what the weather outside, no matter who else was on a shift at the same time as me, the first person asked to push carts, or in many cases, demanded to push carts was usually me.  I discussed this with a few people and came upon a gross realization: It’s only good old-fashioned sexism at its finest.  One of my fellow cashiers thought we curious question was a no-brainer when she said, “You’re the only guy available right now.”  What does me having a guy have to do with anything here?  I’m scrawny and can probably push less than ten comfortably at a time, and did I mention I’m a cashier?  Pick one of those jerks that unloads the trucks or pulls pallets for their entire shift, they’re definitely better suited for it then someone who stands still for their entire shift.  Not that I’m not fit, but I barely get compensated for my actual job, and although I don’t care about money the way everyone else does, I still need more than I’m getting.  And if we’re making this a sex issue, most of the women I know at work are definitely stronger than me, especially those ladies that work in lawn and garden, or my ex who spent three months remodeling another store, putting up shelves and stuff.  And furthermore, most of the important people in my life are strong women.  Women have to be stronger because of the societal structure they are born into, and the fact that males hold much of the power in this world seems to imply that we are automatically more fit for something. I call bullshit on that.

Here’s another work story:  One fellow can’t seem to be able to read his damn Star Wars novel in peace during his break, because some arseholes seem to think that the lounge belongs to them and that being loud and obnoxious is the rule, not the exception, and that derogatory specific statements, about coworkers no less, simply because of the way they are gendered by themselves, or the way they dress, or that they apparently aren’t “normal,” because they aren’t judgemental pricks like those speaking.  The louder you speak words behind someone’s back, the less likely they are to work against anyone but yourself. Karmic backlash my friends.  And by the way, thank you for shutting up when I told you to stop being so rude, because it was nice to actually take a break in the break room for once. 

Good night and good luck,

Me