A Day Without A Woman. Sounds like the story of my life in the early 80s
I’m a woman and here was my schedule for the day:
1. make bed
2. fold and put away laundry
3. bring in wood for woodstove
4. clean out ashes in woodstove one
5. unload dishwasher
6. dormant spray fruit trees and a few ornamentals
7. chem hot tub
8. put out suet for songbirds
9. go to my 8 to 5 job
10. get a call from my 2nd part time job and put on schedule
11. at 5, go home and make dinner (or hubs may make dinner)
12. do online support of my 2nd part time job
I talked to a bunch of women today who were NOT skipping work! And not all of them were conservative.
It’s nothing more than another one of those leftist movements, like “occupy” and “BLM”. Marxist-inspired demonstrations designed to make us think that society is crumbling under our feet.
Look at human nature. See how we are made. Respect our nature.
I guess I should go spend some money. I did get a few groceries today though.
A day without a woman is like a fish without a bicycle.
That the continuation of the species involved the mating of the sexes; that each was wholly dependent upon the other for any multi-generational purpose; that to turn those designed to complement each other into adversaries, was obviously insane.
It was also clear that to most people, the pursuit of fulfillment in the biological sense, was essential to human happiness.
Was out most of the day. It did not happen ANYWHERE I went. 100% of the women I usually see at the places I went were all there; either working, or with children in arm doing shopping. And NOTHING I saw in the customers everywhere indicated more women than usual were “out” instead of jobs they had.
I’d like to see a day without blogs.
Anyway, knowing that this day was coming, I bought
online porn stock yesterday. Today I’ve already made
$43,667 and people ain’t even off work yet. Boom.
It's also the anniversary of the February Revolution (they changed the calendar so now its in March).
All the women who work for me showed up and smiled all day!
Just got through a nag session 3 minutes ago.
what is this “A day without women”?
Only a day? :-)
I have a feeling this “Women’s Strike” nonsense has been an EPIC FAIL here in the U.S. Notice how quiet the Fake News Media is about this? “What if they had a ‘Women’s Strike’ and nobody came?” LMAO!
I have a snarky leftist millenial niece who married her gravy train (who was a married man at the time she started an affair with him). Now she says she “owns her own social media business,” which may bring in $3,000 per year if that. But she’s always whining about discrimination, her “rights,” blah, blah BLAH. She may be “striking” today, but how do you go on strike against yourself, my dear? After all, you are the “business owner.” ROFLOL
She DESPISES me because I consistently call her out on her hypocritical “woman victim” B.S. Plus I have a lucrative, successful career in engineering, a “man’s world” career. That really p*sses her off. But my real crime is that I’m politically conservative and—GASP—I am a Trump supporter.
My wife and I live on a farm a few miles outside a very small town.
This morning, my wife and I put out new hay to feed our herd of cows and their new calves. She sprayed our fruit trees while I repaired a gate the bull bent off the hinges. Then she rototillered the garden for spring planting, while I ran some errands in town to the hardware store, the feed store and the gas station. Women were working, as were men, at all my stops. I didn't see any marches or protests. Not one.
Unless I had read about this on the internet, neither my wife or I, would have known anything about it. My wife complained, tongue-planted-firmy-in-her-cheek, that she didn't get the memo.
I guess the national day without women didn't go over real big around here....
I went to dialysis this morning. All the nurses, and techs, were there...smiling...and they’re all women.
The world did NOT grind to a halt.
A day without Mexican women.
What? Do they get a two-fer?
Day without women? I didn’t notice.
My wife is still here. Brought lunch to the field, fixed dinner and I worked to take care of her just like we have for the last 40 years or so.