Girls

[littera_abactor]

The recent spate of genderfuck stories triggered something of an epiphany for me.

I'm no good at being a girl.

I'm happy to be female, yes, and I can't even imagine wanting to be male, but the distance between "female" and "girl" is huge.

Actually, the difference between "female" and "girl" is me.

I can't dress myself. I finally learned what a

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[littera_abactor]

I find girly stuff kinda boring and I'm not really very good at it.

I nearly became a relative-by-marriage to a woman who spent two hours every night on her nails alone, using a professional manicure kit and everything. Her mother said that I "could spend more time on myself," and I was like, well, but if I spent the same kind of time you and your daughter do, I would never accomplish anything, and I would die of boredom.

Ha. That's the problem. Girl maintenance activities are dull.

And it doesn't help that I work in a kinda-old-fashioned office with other women who are way more feminine than me. And all involved in long-term relationships and/or married while I'm over here with my geekiness and my English degree and knowing quite well that I am the geeky, single freak of the place.

Oh, lord. I've been there. Briefly. Being the office weirdo can suck in some fields. And, frankly? If your co-workers cannot be won over by brownies, they don't deserve you.

Any decent human being would at least give you a chance in exchange for homemade brownies, and clearly if you got that chance they would like you, because, come on: you made them brownies. You made an effort. That should be more than enough.

No more brownies for them, is my vote.