women’s wrongs
Why not right?
I’ve always been a bit of a goody-two-shoes. My deviousness and mischief rarely surfaced, choosing instead to stay stashed in the background where they wouldn’t get caught.
I always secretly envied those more rebellious than I. The ones who follow the rules often get the short end of the stick.
An epiphany
Many years ago, I found myself working on a construction site in the jungles of Panama. Sweating, exhausted, and covered in mortar and concrete, I sat down next to my group. We stared at a barely-recognizable version of a vegetarian sloppy joe, prepared for everyone on the site. Just looking at the liquidy concoction being ladled on bread made my stomach turn.
While I sat waiting my turn to eat, I caught a waft of cheesy goodness. I turned my head to see my friend paying a driver that had just delivered something we hadn’t even dreamed of there in the jungle – a pizza. Rage and jealousy immediately rose up. There was no way he was allowed to do that… right?
How unfair is that? Those who break the rules, who don’t ask for permission, who do what they want – often get what they want. Here I am, a self-proclaimed rule-follower, still waiting patiently for my ship to come in.
Our little friend group went over to confront the traitor who left us drowning in liquid veggie meat while he saved himself on a cheese raft. Immediately he roped us in and opened the box – it was enough for all of us to eat. ‘Ask for forgiveness, not permission”, he told us with a wink. We hid in the shed from the rest of the group and it was there, sitting on crates among dusty concrete and rusty tools that I realized – it might be good to be bad.
While we did get a stern ‘talking to’ after lunch, we did so with a full stomach and cheesy fingers, more than happy to take it.
There is no formula to life, you aren’t guaranteed the outcome that you want.
Women’s Wrongs
For so many people – and especially women, it is ingrained that we have to be in the right. The responsible ones, the ones that are on top of everything, the ones who are put together, the ones who have it together. We mature faster, and are typically more organized and methodical – we’re expected to be more serious while men are given more leeway.
From now on, I support women’s wrongs. Screw it, right? We’re allowed to be messy, to be disheveled, to be fun, to be unsure, to make mistakes.
Where’s the fun in being perfect ?
So here’s to making mistakes.
P.S. – Be safe pls
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