Okay, so today at work, I said 'Hello, Macho (not his real name), how are you today?' to a nurse I work with. He said 'Fine. How are you?' I said 'It's a better week; the hip's better and I'm not so sad over my puppy'. He said, 'You're just after sympathy, aren't you?'. Shocked, I said, 'No, I just thought you were asking a legitimate question and expected an honest answer'. 'Well, dear, you need to understand that too much honesty makes people uncomfortable'. What a jerk. (What I really need to understand is how to kill you without getting caught...)
One of my coworkers, also a guy, said 'Ignore him. He is a dick to everybody.' I replied 'Yeah, and I am comforted by the knowledge that I can outshoot him.' A quizzical look. 'Really. He took training from me eight years ago.' That got a laugh! Mean spirited, maybe, but it felt good!
I looked at him later in all his macho know-it-all glory, and remembered all the bad habits I tried to correct in his shooting, despite his 'extensive military experience'. And smiled, knowing I really can outshoot the shit out of the jerk, as I have so many other macho military/law enforcement/mysogynist creeps. Ahh, the musings of the nontraditional woman...
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