Wednesday, May 18, 2005

We’re having another farewell luncheon here at the office. Lots of food in chafing dishes in the conference room.

This means, of course, that I won’t get a lot of work done today because by sexist default the wimmin do the prep work. Case in point - the Ops supervisor walked into the squadroom where all of the deputies (mostly men) were sitting in their cubes and went straight to ECD to ask her to help the criminal clerk to set up for the lunch. Now, she’s happy to help, but the point is that there are a dozen men in that room that can and should help as well.

I’m no raging feminist, but it’s a little discriminatory to expect that only the wimmin will take care of putting on the luncheon. I’ll be interested to see who does the clean up later.

LATER: I’m in need of a nap now. Ate way too much, but not as much as I normally would, so that’s a good thing.