Today, I had a great idea while on the phone with my husband. We were discussing salary differences between men and women.
Me: Ugh! I either need to get my MBA or grow a penis. I think I will move away and become a half-naked vegan feminist and fight for women's right.
J: Would you really abandon your kids?
Me: No. You're right. I'll take them with me. They'll be little half-naked vegan feminists, too. Might as well start them young.
Me: I know! I know, you can come, too! You can be a half-naked vegan MAN who fights for women's rights. You'll be on the cunting edge. You'll be like the white guy at the March on Washington, but that's good because you'll stand out.
J: Did you mean to use that word?
Me: Of course I did....Okay, well, I'll go get the kids.
I guess I will have to fight for women's rights fully clothed here from home.