My mom grew up balancing her half of a 2 man saw while her dad cut timber to support the family. She married my dad,who never really got a hold on the whole "real life" thing, and was the primary support for her 4 kids. In 1965 she went to the dealership to buy her first car and was told she needed my (unemployed ) dad's signature. Fireworks ensued and she got the car.
Don't you worry your pretty little head...
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Sounds like a hen party to me.....Just kidding...Sticking with the theme of the thread.
and alot of this...
enough of this to be fun:
not too much of this:
and we're ranch women so not much time for this:
Sounds like a hen party to me.....Just kidding...Sticking with the theme of the thread.
enough of this to be fun:
not too much of this:
and we're ranch women so not much time for this:
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I got that alot when I worked at Lowes at the commercial sales desk. Guys would come to the counter, look at my male coworker (who was an assistant to me) and say, I need to talk to the guy that knows most about planning a roof job. And the assistant would point at me. Then of course the contractor would say "YOU know how to plan a roof?", and I'd say, "No, I'm just here for decoration.... of course I can plan a roof!"... and there were always the "oh watch out woman on the fork truck" bs... luckily the guys I worked with were cool, and always had a smart comment for these kind of guys and stuck up for me.
But if anyone tried to bypass me, to talk to my husband (who btw, I taught everything to- construction, farming and country life) they would get an ear full from both of us, and still have to deal with me, just out of spite now.
But if anyone tried to bypass me, to talk to my husband (who btw, I taught everything to- construction, farming and country life) they would get an ear full from both of us, and still have to deal with me, just out of spite now.
Whenever I had a client do that, I charged extra AND I showed them exactly why *I* was the one pulling in the big bucks. I was also kind enough to oblige them and send a male employee...generally my most incompetent one.
I Get this a lot. IT is annoying and amusing. I once had an old cuntry guy comment that I shouldn't have muscles. that women should be soft.
When I was having trouble fixing my riding lawn mower, my step dad came to help me break those stubbornly locked bolts. When he couldn't do it, the two of us loaded it onto the truck and took it to his friend's shop to see if they could get the bolts to loosen.
and one of the guys who worked there commented " oh he lets you mow the lawn? that's cute"
and this clueless guy was trying to be friendly when he said it but my step dad must have seen the fire lit in my eyes because he stepped in front of me while pretending to look at something.
I have had men offer to "teach me" about guns or hunting when I was just trying to get a new bolt, or wad cutters, or cammo.
or when men offer to "teach" me how to ride when I practically grew up on horse back and received many comments like " oh no he's to rough for a girl to train" this is when i point at my scarred up Arabian and told him the story of how wild with fear she was when she came into my hands and how she is so calm now children ride her.
Oh and my favorite is when random men stop by when they see me running fencing, using a chain saw, training an ill behaved animal, etc, and ask why I don't have a man doing these things
I taught myself most of this stuff, from horse training to running fencing.
Oh and being one of the only females in Agriscience class, and Culinary arts. Boy did i get lots of condescending comments.
Tough women run in my family though. My mother was a welder in the 70's and men so resented this she had to be escorted to her station to protect her.
My grandmother was the first woman foreman on the western grand trunk railroad (I think I got the name right). She was also the first foreman who knew every single job there like the back of her hand.
My great grandmother would pick cotton in the Alabama sun with active TB and arthritis so bad she had to hook her fingers over a faucet every morning and pull to straiten them before work to support her children.
Then the intelligence. My sister is in the top 10 percent in the us in IQ, my mother the top 5, my grandmother , top five.
My mother and sister both worked full time and went to college full time as single mothers.
Who ever says women can't do it is fooling themselves.
When I was having trouble fixing my riding lawn mower, my step dad came to help me break those stubbornly locked bolts. When he couldn't do it, the two of us loaded it onto the truck and took it to his friend's shop to see if they could get the bolts to loosen.
and one of the guys who worked there commented " oh he lets you mow the lawn? that's cute"
and this clueless guy was trying to be friendly when he said it but my step dad must have seen the fire lit in my eyes because he stepped in front of me while pretending to look at something.
I have had men offer to "teach me" about guns or hunting when I was just trying to get a new bolt, or wad cutters, or cammo.
or when men offer to "teach" me how to ride when I practically grew up on horse back and received many comments like " oh no he's to rough for a girl to train" this is when i point at my scarred up Arabian and told him the story of how wild with fear she was when she came into my hands and how she is so calm now children ride her.
Oh and my favorite is when random men stop by when they see me running fencing, using a chain saw, training an ill behaved animal, etc, and ask why I don't have a man doing these things
I taught myself most of this stuff, from horse training to running fencing.
Oh and being one of the only females in Agriscience class, and Culinary arts. Boy did i get lots of condescending comments.
Tough women run in my family though. My mother was a welder in the 70's and men so resented this she had to be escorted to her station to protect her.
My grandmother was the first woman foreman on the western grand trunk railroad (I think I got the name right). She was also the first foreman who knew every single job there like the back of her hand.
My great grandmother would pick cotton in the Alabama sun with active TB and arthritis so bad she had to hook her fingers over a faucet every morning and pull to straiten them before work to support her children.
Then the intelligence. My sister is in the top 10 percent in the us in IQ, my mother the top 5, my grandmother , top five.
My mother and sister both worked full time and went to college full time as single mothers.
Who ever says women can't do it is fooling themselves.
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I used to drive a truck; yes, the big ones.... I got so much of that nonsense for so long I just quit driving entirely.
I'm not much of a survivor I guess - I never could find a way to deal with it. Or maybe I just don't think well on my feet?
I'm not much of a survivor I guess - I never could find a way to deal with it. Or maybe I just don't think well on my feet?
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