Live and Let Live Like Life’s Likely to Last

A few weeks ago, I applied for these journalism jobs in New York. I had three interviews in one day, two of which went really well. One was a writing job, which was a dream come true. The other was a production job with street reporting, which was also pretty much a dream come true.

One of them actually offered me a spot. I was supposed to start in January.

Long story short, I get a call from my would-be boss today telling me that they changed their mind. Why? They were worried about having a young girl take the job for safety reasons.

Yeah, because news reporting will jeopardize my safety, right?

Sure, I could file a lawsuit, but what’s the point? He’ll just say he didn’t say that, and that I’m just bitter about not getting the job.

When I started writing this post, I was going to ramble on and on about women’s rights and how I should have an equal opportunity, but I think I’ll save my breath–or finger power.

These words have been said before. We always have fits about equality, but I think two extremes have been created that make each side unwilling to hear out the other.

On one hand, we have hardcore feminists who pretty much hate men and claim they want equality when they really want superiority. A double-standard has been created because of the history of male dominance all over the world. Haven’t you noticed that people who witness men “putting their foot down” and giving orders have multiple fits, but when women do it to men, no one bats an eye?

On the opposite end, we have people who consider women the weaker sex. They think that men are stronger and more emotionally stable. There are jobs that are “man’s jobs,” and women shouldn’t do them.

And then there are those of us just hanging out in the middle waiting for someone to figure out that there is such thing as the best of both worlds.

Anything I say right now has been said before. I deserve the same chance as any man. I can get the job done just as well and maybe better.

And on and on and on.

It won’t change anything. I didn’t get the job that I was jumping up and down about simply for reasons I can’t control, and no words of anger or activism will reverse it.

So here’s to bring downs, put downs, break downs and let downs.

No one ever said life was fair.

I’ll drink to that.

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