What we see yet do not

This post was on a 'women connect' forum at Schlumberger and I was directed to it by a friend of mine. It was an anonymous post but underneath the rhythm and rhyme was a message which jostled me. I too was walking down a narrow alley of this thought process but I was shaken to senses by this and a few other stuff I read there. Read this one and try and appreciate the fact that the fairer sex doesn't have a easy time in the corporate life, as many of us perceive.  If we are on a 'columbus' they are on a 'roller-coaster' ! 

Thanks for the picking me out of that narrow alley. 

Became a rig pig for a free lunch

Didn't have a clue or a hunch

They said it'd be good, they said it'd be fun

Earn tons of cash, see the world

They treated me good, they treated me right

Booked me a limo after my long flight

Set me up in a hotel with a great view

I kept asking myself if this really was true

I signed on the dotted line before they could change their mind

Couldn't believe I had this job! Oh what a find!

I was sure I made the right choice

Should I have heeded to that little voice?

I was leaving home, settling afar

Rented a little apartment, bought a new car

Life was good, I was living it up

But before long it would start to suck

It wasn't the work, it wasn't the pay

It was things that people would say

I could never do anything right

Being a girl, work became a fight

"You are a girl, that's why you did well"

"That's fine work, you are swell"

Or, "You are a girl, can't do a mans job"

"Rigs are no place for a girl, be a banker, be a doc"

Got no credit, got no fame

Lived with regret and at times with shame

"What's wrong darlin'?", dad would ask

With laughter and stories, my pain I'd mask

"You're too friendly, you must be a slut

Can I visit you tonight, and keep the door shut

You don't talk much, totally a bitch

I bet if I hit on her, she'd snitch"

These are the things I'd have to hear

Go in the corner, let out a lonely tear

Put on a brave face and go back again

I'll be damned if they see my pain!

What can I do, I continue this battle

They'd have to do a lot more, to make me rattle

I'll go down fighting, my sword up in the sky

I might loose, but I'll hold my head high

-Anonymous