Lifestyles of the Rich and Stupid

So I know this blog is strictly a lifestyle writing platform, and I typically stick to only sharing stories about fashion, travel and food. But I very recently dealt with an issue I feel is still part of every woman's (and man's for that matter) daily life, and the choices that come with it. Thus, being a very real lifestyle piece.

Most working women these days don't realize that they do have a voice when it comes to injustices in the work place. And I don't know about other markets, but in LA, you better watch your back. Because behind every closed glass door, and behind every coffee cup corner, there is one (or 5) very classless Grapefruits. Yes, I said Grapefruits. Because instead of bringing myself down to a level of the profanity that is very much at the tip of my tongue, I would much prefer to speak in produce, namely Grapefruits, which always seem to leave a nasty bitter taste in my mouth. I've always hated Grapefruits. And in this metaphoric situation, I have never disliked them so much.

In my adult working life, specific to the LA region, I have experienced many injustices over the last few years. Experiences you wouldn't even believe. And I really do plan on writing a book one day detailing all of my workplace exploits and escapades. I think it's going to be a good one. In this particular situation however, I finally got retribution. Alas, the mother of all Grapefruits was faced with her wrong doings, and lost! Which means I WON. And like Jason Bateman's Prius driving character in Horrible Bosses, I don't win a lot. And not because I am not a worthy opponent, but because the one thing I hate more than Grapefruits, is having to face them. In my head I know I am confident and ready to go, but once I open my mouth, it's like a different person has taken over and I just don't pack the punch I need to. Not to mention, I am probably the least intimidating person I've ever met.

Digressing for a moment though, up until 3 years ago, I seemed to always have a male boss. So I said to my 3 years' ago self, "It's time to work for a woman again, damn it!" After all the years of progress women have made in this working world, who better to look up to than a strong female leader? Ones who (seemingly) make their own fortune, and (also seemingly) move mountains to get where they need to. Boy, was I wrong. And I will never understand it. How a female leader, who should be proud of her "followers" and set them up for success, and evoke a team effort of support, would actually scheme and lie and cheat her hard working employees out of that same success. Because seemingly, the road through that mountain she moved, had other people in it's way. And instead of continued progress, she's paved a way for new Grapefruitlets to follow in her grotesquely overpriced Loubouton footsteps.

But the moment I took action, and stood up for myself, I actually won. Let this be a lesson in work place ethics: if you work hard, are fair in your practices and human in your approach, you should make sure you get everything you deserve. And if someone shuts you down, call the Labor Commission on their Grapefruit asses, and win.

Ta ta for now!

This Grapefruit is no good.
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