men.

I spent my life trying not to be careless - women and children can be careless, but not men.
~ vito corleone, the godfather

this quote comes to mind every so often, especially after having moved to europe because i observe that this part of the world is definitely a man's world. funny thing though, it's totally ironic how macho this part of the world is considering most dudes out here live with their mothers up to and past 30 years of age, leaving their mama's house only when they get married (most likely to a woman who ends up being his second mother but calls her "wife," the legal term that says he can have sex with her (having his cake and eating it, too)). meaning, they have absolutely no grip on reality, yet these are the exact guys who sit on thrones, sign bills into laws, and determine the success of (or these days, usually the failure of) a company or a society.

i don't even know where i'm going with this - and mind you, i usually don't care too much for the issue of the battle of the sexes. but let's just say that today is one of those days that i wish i could just sit with my girls in a cozy environment with a couple of bottles of red wine - fuck it, champagne, a few joints to puff on, and talk about how ridiculous to the point of being hilarious men are and the make-believe world they've created for themselves to live in while the rest of us actually have to work to make a dollar/get recognition.

okay, i'm not going to get into it much further. but it's been frustrating trying to build a career out here. i learned french to work in france, but only to get stuck working with a bunch of macho idiots who never respected me, my experience, and therefore my work. and now i'm learning spanish to work in spain, all so i can be in the running for a fucking receptionist job at this american company while some dude who doesn't speak a lick of spanish and has no background in marketing is the fucking marketing consultant for them. granted, that dude is actually a super-talented, smart and successful man i call my husband, so i'll say he's a lucky bastard. but that job was perfect for me! in any case, careless i'm not, and careless i can't afford to be. and it's really anywhere in the world, i'd have to work twice as hard and kiss ass that much more to get where i feel like i deserve to be anyway. so i'm working and i'm kissing away...

i really should start my own company.