[Locked to Jo's friends]

[yourwonderings]

[Jo is in a very, very bad mood. And possibly releasing her aggression inappropriately.]

If my boss writes to any of you asking to teach me some manners, ignore him, will ya?

There might have been an incident at the bar. [A.K.A. Jo had a violent episode ;x]

It was no big deal. The guy's just being a drama queen.

Comments

[arrowinmyheel]

Real charming, Jo.

I don't know how many people would call shooting a man's penis off something that might have been "an incident". Personally, I'd call castration by a bullet a definite incident, and we are really fucking lucky that he is not pressing charges.

I would get it if he was sexually assaulting you or someone else. Shoot off all the penises you like if that's the case. When it's words and copping a feel, give him a good punch in the face to set him (or anyone else) straight. If that doesn't work, we'll talk about kicking him out or taking other appropriate action, but shooting off penises or other appendages that normally don't grow back? Not a good idea.

Also, I'd like you to know that I resent you telling any of your friends to ignore me about anything. I know my shit. Most people'd be a lot better off if they listened to me for a change.

I'm not trying to cause trouble. I'm just saying.

[arrowinmyheel]

And we're glad he's not pressing charges, less cause of him and more cause you'd be in the slammer and then I'd be out of an employee.

And that sucks for me.

[yourwonderings]

Technically, I can't be in the slammer if I don't exist here.

That's real benevolent of you.

[arrowinmyheel]

If you shoot someone's penis off and it can't grow back, I guarantee you that that man will spend the rest of his life and money hunting you down and making you exist for the sole purpose of justice and metaphorically cutting your 'penis' off for payment.

A penis for a penis as they say.

You could go to jail for being non-existent. That would be fun.

[yourwonderings]

That's a hypothetical situation. What did happen was the guy's penis grows right back and he kept egging me on, thinking I wouldn't do it.

You know what, grow a pair of breasts, have a disgusting pig fondle them, and then get back to me.

[arrowinmyheel]

As much of a dream come true as that would be for some men, I'll have to decline.

I get it, as best as I can without the vagina or the boobs or the ass that men want to grab. Frankly, I don't think I could really pull any of them off.

But listen, I don't want people fondling the asses of my employees in my bar. You do what you have to do, and you get permission to kick anyone's ass out of the bar if they're doing that shit and won't quit it.

[yourwonderings]

Look, I went too far this time, I know. It's been a lousy week and the idiot's always been on my case.

You're right I could've gotten you in trouble. Next time I feel like shooting his dick off, it won't be at your bar.

But he, and a lot of other guys, they see me, and they think brainless blonde Barbie. Coming to you instead of handling it on my own wouldn't have helped with that. I can't just tell them they can't mess with me, I've gotta show 'em. Next time, I'll stick to punching.

[arrowinmyheel]

Yeah, I get that. Considering it grows back, between you and me, sure he deserved it. We got a whole lot of assholes and most of them only get one chance with their penises.

You could have gotten me in trouble, and you could have gotten yourself in even more trouble. It works just fine with you not existing if nobody cares and people can look the other way, but if people start wanting to charge you for shit, the police will find out and then what?

I get that too. But Jo, there's a whole hell of a lot of people (men especially) who are gonna think that about every woman that they see. Even if you hold them up against the wall with your hands around their throat, they'll call it kinky or think you're a lesbian cause you're tough and don't need a man to take care of you. Why do you care what they think or is it more that you don't want them to fuck with you?

If it's that important that you handle it yourself, in the future, kick the dumb asses out.

[yourwonderings]

I get that, but this is an isolated incident. I got a temper, it's true, but I don't fly off the handle and I sure as hell don't shoot every costumer's dick off for pissing me off or underestimating me, or you wouldn't have a load of clientele left.

He's been pushing his luck for months and you know it.

Of course I'm gonna give a rat's ass about their undermining me. It doesn't have to do with caring. It's the principle of the thing. I'm sick of the double standards when it comes to my gender, and I'm not a piece of meat because I'm serving them a beer.

Yeah, I got that.

[arrowinmyheel]

Yeah, I know. If that were the case, I never would have hired you. I know it's an isolated incident. It won't happen again. I don't want to fire you or reprimand you. You're good at what you do, and you don't take shit. If I wanted someone working for me who wanted to be objectified or to be a doormat, I would have hired someone else.

The double standards are shit. Nobody can argue with that and I wasn't trying to. I'm saying there are gonna be assholes who will always look at you like a piece of meat, cause you're serving them beer and you're attractive. Hell, there are men who'll think it, cause you have boobs. I know you know that. It's shit. You may never prove anything to some of them, and you don't have to prove anything to those some. They're scum.

[yourwonderings]

And I appreciate it. You gave me a job when no one else would and you're good at what you do, too. I'm not ungrateful and when I say I had a lousy week, I mean I've had a real lousy week. No excuse, I'm aware, but he pushed the wrong buttons on the wrong right.

I know there are, but that doesn't mean I've got to sit down and take it. Look, keeping your trap shut when you're not okay with something is basically giving them permission to keep doin' it. Telling me that's status quo and it ain't gonna change doesn't mean it isn't offensive and I won't keep trying.

[arrowinmyheel]

Jo, I would never expect you to sit down and take anything, whether it's the status quo or not.

[yourwonderings]

That's me. Real charming. I could give lessons.

Oh, get off your high horse. The guy's an asshole and I wasn't the only one fed up with him. It wouldn't surprise me if he did sexually assault someone. Punching him last time didn't work, for your information. I warned him if he touched my breasts again, I'd shoot his dick off. He said 'be my guest' since it'd grow the hell back. It ain't my fault he gets off on it.

Besides, if he'd pressed charges, the only one to blame would've been me.

You wanna fire my ass, fire my ass, but I'm not gonna apologize for what the guy had coming to him.

You love trouble, what are you talking about?

[arrowinmyheel]

You could give lessons. We could start offering them at the bar. How does Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays sound to you?

For one, Jo, I'm aware of the level of asshole that this guy is. Again, I tell you to come to me in the future instead of shooting some guy's dick off. People get fucked up enough in the bar, I bet someone would say that and fucking believe it but it'd all be made up in their head. My penis can grow back, magically and better than ever, ho ha, shoot it off! Don't mean we listen to them

[yourwonderings]

It won't happen again.

[arrowinmyheel]

Speaking of, me saying my side and being damn glad I get to, I didn't know you thought so fondly of me Jo.