Tomorrow night is the men's only "business meeting" at the really great steak house in Lincoln. It's a pricey place and I've never been. It probably won't live up to the hype, as many things in this state. I probably won't have a great time listening to a bunch of guys tell war stories about their "greatest" roofing jobs. *Yawn* But still. I wanted to be invited. I pointed out to my husband that the invite was specifically inviting guys only and included only Terry's name on it. Terry didn't believe me and called to ask if his wife could come. Not his business partner that recently turned a coating job into a tear-off, foam 500 square feet and then coat job adding several thousand to our bottom line, his wife-y. The answer was this is for the guys only.
In Terry's defense, he isn't a chauvinist, he just doesn't see things from my complicated point of view.
How crummy is it to do a bunch of the work in a company, and not get invited to the dinner? Here's a short list of the things I've done for Thompson Urethane that would not be considered "woman" work: Helping with tear-offs, spraying foam with a heavy hose, and driving a ancient '88 3-speed truck around to coating jobs.
The last coating job I did by myself, the trigger on the sprayer was gummed up because it hadn't been cleaned out, so I got covered in coating trying to get it working again. Nope, it was stuck, I had to sprint to the machine, coating going everywhere, and turn it off manually. I then spent the next several hours taking the entire trigger system apart down to the springs and cleaning out all the junk that had built up in there over the years.
Spurned, what's a girl to do? I've decided to take Dagny to the steak house for our own awesome dinner just the two of us. She is usually really good at eating out - so long as she is hungry and there is food to eat. She eats A LOT. For only being a year old, she packs it away. Healthy food: steamed carrots, broccoli, and apples. Of course she likes apples. She also eats normal kid food like fettuccine, pizza, and cheese. Dagny likes to walk around and say hello to all the other restaurant patrons. She'll walk up to them and if they don't look at her right away she'll bop their legs with her ketchup-smeared fingers until they look down and smile. Then she will throw her hands in the air and run back to me squealing with delight. She is perpetually thrilled by interaction with other people.
I'm going to get my hair and makeup done at the beauty college and maybe even buy a new dress. I've got a pair of shoes now that my brother and his girlfriend gave me for my birthday last year. They noted I was wearing sneakers and a dress to a wedding. I didn't have any strappy sandal type shoes. So they got me a pair of really pretty (and painful) silver shoes. Then, I'm going to order a glass of wine and let Dagny run around to the table where daddy is sitting and enjoy. Have any other ideas for me? I'd love to hear your ideas!
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