Upside Down World

Personal records.

"I interviewed a white male scientist today. He was very cute in his suit but I was disappointed by the fact that I would have wanted to see more of his six-pack and perfectly rounded ass. I actually didn't want to take this job because I was sure that there is nothing this kind of mediocre "scientist" could tell me that I don't already know. I wanted to interview the best astrophysicist of our time but my boss, a white male didn't take no for an answer. I hate his squeaky voice. Especially now when he said: "Not all best scientist are black women. There are plenty of wise men out there too. Black and white." Yeah. Sure. What an idiot. I'm sure he got his job fucking la jefa de jefas.

So there I was and there he was, that so called scientist speaking with all those scientific words that sounded like someone else had made him a ready made speech and he was just repeating that without actual knowledge of what he was talking about. He wouldn't even make coffee for me!

I was hoping that I could get a date for the evening to the grand opening of the new financial center that was designed by the 2020 Architectural design award winner Isabella Sánchez and her team. But no! That rude oldster there had the audacity to say no! He said that he's married and that his kids are waiting for him at home. As if anyone ever would believe that. No man ever has had the actual skill to perform well at work and at home. I kindly pointed out to him that he should be glad that someone is interested of him and finds him attractive. Considering his age. I mean 31. Geez! Ancient!

His woman should have kept him home, lifting heavy objects, in the garage drinking beer, where he belongs when their kids were born.

His area of work had something to do with fishes. Or trees. Or birds. I can't remember. I still haven't listened to the recording. I don't want to listen his whining again today because I still have to find someone presentable to accompany me to the opening party. And men that know when to shut up and just smile have become pretty rare nowadays. Oh the good old days when women ruled the world and men knew their place. Nowadays everything that has happened seems to be our fault! Pollution, ice melting, extinctions. Black women did it!

I say, everything was fine before men started to demand equal rights. Equal rights my ass! How is it equal when you hire an incompetent man scientist instead of a world know woman scientist? We should have never let them vote.

Fortunately the grand opening has real entertainment there. Not some all men bands that can't even play.

Oh fuck fuck fuck.

I guess I have to do this today because I don't want this to ruin yet another day. I think I don't have to listen to the recording, I remember everything worth remembering.

Let's see...

A good title is everything.

A Professional Man Scientist Loves Walking In The Beach At Sunset With His Woman and Children

No. That's not it. I at least have to get someone to click the article. But how can I make an interesting article of one the most boring persons in the world? Besides that tittle has too many words in it. Those interested about this kind of people need short sentences and easy words.

White Male Scientist Loves To Wear Black Horse Underwear!

Uh. Can't remember if Black Horse is still promoting it's products in our magazine. And my secretary took the rest of the day off because of some family affairs. He went home at six in the evening. Of course I called him at seven but he didn't answer. I better address him about this tomorrow.

Tittle... a good tittle.

White Male Scientist Has Time To Maintain His Greek God Figure

That should do it. All men are interested in is pumping iron. Thank goodness he had at least one normal and interesting quality to write about. I wish he would have agreed with me about the shirtless photo, but what can I do, he didn't want to do that. Fortunately I at least got him to take his jacket off and open couple top shirt buttons. He wasn't one of those prude guys who wear a tie all the time so I guess it was easier to persuade him to be a bit more laid-back in the photo. Hmm... That reminds me. I better ask my sisters at work if they know any of his bosses. Perhaps they can persuade him to spend an evening with me. I think it will be worth the while. We all know what they say about white men! Not the cocaine dealer thing but the physical aspect. Tongue skills.

Uh. Now I got distracted. I better continue this another time.

Now it's party, party, party with my sisters!"

Note to George:
Find out how much detail can be used in my book so that the equality councilor won't be a pain in my ass later.

_{What can I say other than here's a strawberry photo. And another one.}