The office

I wonder what a woman has done to you that makes you so angry when I smile or do something intelligent.

What the inferiority complex you beseech as you bash me in front of the entire office and sneer.

How you elbow the good ole boys and scowl when I walk into the office to ask a question.

How walking on eggshells and chewing my own stomach acid has become a daily routine.

When did my genitalia start defining my intelligence and my pay scale?

TH Fragments36 10/9/18

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