Classroom Spectacle.

Mouth breather with the spiked hair a few rows back raises his hand and says:
"Well, men are stronger and can lift bodies better plus, they are in higher demand so it makes sense that they get paid more."

My body becomes tense.
I need to say something.

Let me tell you about Greasy Pony-tail man.
He's the student who always has a comment on everything.
If he were spitting out intelligent sentences rather than ignorant/abstract fragments which he considers to be processed thoughts, it would be different.
He MUST comment on what he just heard:
"According to studies, they have shown that because women give birth and when they do, they take priority on children, this is a reason that they get paid less."
(FYI: this is what I interpreted after he mumbled and stuttered through, as he grasped random words from the air)

My brain feels like it may explode any second.
I can't let that happen!
I MUST say something.

I raise my hand as high as it could possibly reach and I let it out.
I feel a sweat mustache forming and my face is pink.

"It is INEQUALITY people. Do not justify it with 'man stronger, man make more money' or because of the fact that I have the ability to give birth to a child. If both a man and a woman have gone through the exact same training, it isn't fair that a man would get paid more JUST BECAUSE."

It gets quiet for a second then Miss Country Accent chimes in:
"Well, if it were firefighters, I would want a man to rescue me, because I know I would still have a chance to live."

I am not a fan of pain, but at that moment I just wanted to bash my head into my desk.

Oh, Oklahoma, how I hate you sometimes.

Chain Reaction.

Grumpy, is an understatement.
I have to try and lure myself into positive thinking.

People send in surveys at work and they make us sound like a bunch of assholes.
I kill people with my kindness.
What do you want?
Do I need to hold your hand while you shop for lotion?
Jesus.

I haven't been eating right.
I haven't been exercising.

My period always reminds me of this.
ALWAYS.

I can't blame my uterus though.
These are all the actions I have not been taking.