At my work place, we love gatherings. We always find a reason to go out for lunch and always in a large group of at least 10 people. You could say that we love food, but more importantly I think we all get along so well that we look forward to such outings.
I gotta say my colleagues are a bunch of really fun people. They are smart, witty, funny, and sometimes downright bitchy but in a playful and fun way. Well, as long as you're not on the receiving end of the bitchiness, you would think it's fun right?
Anyway, during our last lunch gathering, we coined the term QueenBitch B to be awarded to the person who shows the greatest level of bitchiness. Mind you, this "honoured" title is not restricted to only the females. Right now we have a Miss and a Mister who are neck to neck in competition to be crowned as The Queen B!
Don't get me wrong, we're a bunch of fun-loving people and the bitchiness about us is completely harmless. We are the direct type and pretty much talk "straight to your face". But it's all in good fun and we certainly know our limits. Being open-minded, we don't mind all the jests and insults we so casually hurl at each other.
But what we don't appreciate are people who do this behind our backs. Worst are the ones who, when they are busted for their back-talks, lie vehemently to cover their behinds. You know, once you're caught with damning evidence, there's just no way to redeem yourself. Instead, one should have integrity. If you had the guts to back-talk in the first place, you should have the guts to admit it, agree?
Anyway, I've digressed. Let me get to my point. The term "bitch" is often said in disgust and anger and it means a bad person. But I suspect that a person being labelled as a bitch is often a misunderstood person. Read the following poem and see if you agree with me.
I gotta say my colleagues are a bunch of really fun people. They are smart, witty, funny, and sometimes downright bitchy but in a playful and fun way. Well, as long as you're not on the receiving end of the bitchiness, you would think it's fun right?
Anyway, during our last lunch gathering, we coined the term Queen
Don't get me wrong, we're a bunch of fun-loving people and the bitchiness about us is completely harmless. We are the direct type and pretty much talk "straight to your face". But it's all in good fun and we certainly know our limits. Being open-minded, we don't mind all the jests and insults we so casually hurl at each other.
But what we don't appreciate are people who do this behind our backs. Worst are the ones who, when they are busted for their back-talks, lie vehemently to cover their behinds. You know, once you're caught with damning evidence, there's just no way to redeem yourself. Instead, one should have integrity. If you had the guts to back-talk in the first place, you should have the guts to admit it, agree?
Anyway, I've digressed. Let me get to my point. The term "bitch" is often said in disgust and anger and it means a bad person. But I suspect that a person being labelled as a bitch is often a misunderstood person. Read the following poem and see if you agree with me.
When I stand up for
myself and my beliefs,
they call me a bitch.
When I stand up for
those I love,
they call me a bitch.
When I speak my mind, think my own thoughts
or do things my own way,
they call me a bitch.
Being a bitch
means I won't compromise what's
in my heart.
It means I live my life
MY way...
It means I won't allow anyone to step on me.
When I refuse to
tolerate injustice and
speak against it,
I am defined as a bitch.
The same thing happens when I take time for
myself instead of being everyone's maid, or when
I act a little selfish.
It means I have the courage and strength to allow
myself to be who I truly am and won't become
anyone else's idea of what they think I "should" be.
I am outspoken,
opinionated and determined. I want what I want
and there is nothing wrong with that!
So try to stomp on me,
try to douse my inner flame, try to squash
every ounce of beauty I hold within me.
You won't succeed.
And if that makes me a bitch,
so be it.
I embrace the title and
am proud to bear it.
I bet my colleagues who are in the running for the Queen B title now wants to be THE Queen B more than ever!
2 comments:
OUch !
hehe, see foodcrazee, men shall not piss women off...they can get real nasty! :P
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