(Thanks to Krig Krug for the photo)
No, the picture’s not lame (and neither is Northern Voice; fun conference, as always); it just demonstrates that I looked as tired as I felt on Saturday at the conference. Long week, etc. And damn do I have skinny wrists.
So I was exhausted, and made it through the conference on Saturday without collapsing; but by the time it was all over, I’d reached my limit for social interaction and I sat with my friends and gave up on trying to pretend otherwise.
This man walks up to me (I won’t say who he was, but he was a speaker), and I assume in reference to my looking tired, asked,
Oh, was all the tech talk at the conference a bit, er, over your head?
Why yes, of course. Yes, I found the discussions on which blogging software was best to be so confusing that I zoned out completely and upgraded my version of WordPress by sshing into my home webserver, like the clueless little girly that I am. And Susie’s talk on blog widgets was so complicated that I wgetted, installed and configured a Flickr sidebar plugin in, like, omg, 5 whole minutes? Like, I am so dumb!
No, it couldn’t possibly be that I was tired because I’d been working long hours as a database administrator and software developer that week. No, that would be so not possible.
Math is hard! Let’s go shopping!
I don’t know, peeps. I’m getting really sick of the gender stereotype stuff. When I was younger, if someone said something like that to me I would’ve been happy at the opportunity to show off that I knew my way around a Linux box and could program in multiple languages. But the novelty has worn off, and more often than not the men don’t even listen to me anyways.
I mean, you wouldn’t believe the number of times I’ve been at a party with my parents’ friends, or my friends’ parents (I go to cool parties) and some dad starts talking about his computer, or about how he’s discovered something called “open source software”. I’ll then pipe in and mention what I do, and maybe support his argument; or if he’s got a computer-related problem, I may suggest a solution. Most, and by most I mean only slightly less than all, of these men will politely wait until the stupid woman stops blabbing so they can continue telling all of us about this new thing called “bit torrent”.
If this sort of thing continues, I’ll be turning into a feminist. And not just a feminist: a post-post-feminist feminist.
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If it weren’t so anachronistic it would be retro.
But the worst thing out of all of this is, it’s making me overuse italics! Damn you backwards-thinking men!