“You throw like a girl.” Yeah, so?
Last week at work we got a dunk tank, pretty cool for work. As usual the dunkee harassed the dunker. When two different male dunkees harassed their male dunkers saying “You throw like a girl” or “You merge code like a girl” it got me a little peeved. Since these were co-workers and not my little brother, I could not just respond with a swift punch to arm.
What surprised me was that usually I’m able to brush stuff like this off (I do have a younger, very sarcastic brother), but this time it bothered me for a couple days. To my dismay I managed a weak “What’s wrong with that” response that I intended to sound sarcastic and strong. Usually I don’t have trouble speaking my mind at work and using my strong woman voice, but this time it came out like my little three year old girl voice.
A few days later I realized what made it so hard for me respond. By responding I was forced to highlight my “otherness.” I finally recognized that it is difficult for me to work in a male dominated environment. It is hard for me to accept and appreciate my otherness. It is hard for me to live like a girl at work.
What is wrong with doing anything like a girl? The obvious answer is nothing. But then why did I feel at that moment that there was?
I decided the best solution for now is to start blogging like a girl. I can begin by sharing my experiences and sharing what I learn and what I love.
Back to last Wednesday, I managed to dunk one out of the five dunkees (I have horrible aim; I’m a soccer player not a softball player). The guy I managed to dunk was the first one to say, “You throw like a girl.” Yeah I do!