Thursday, September 30, 2010

It All Started With Betty

Yesterday, while Ed was driving and I was cruising Facebook, we were listening to talk radio when a woman's voice came on the air (some "contributor" or "commentator" or "analyst"...whatever the hell she was) and my first thought was, I hate the sound of her voice.

I find that happens a lot with me; I just find the women so hard to listen to. When I am driving, I actually have to limit my listening of talk radio if a woman is doing the talking. I find them to be very hyper and peppy, their voices too girlie and way too many octaves over normal. And sometimes, they even giggle. That one sound, the "giggle", destroys any credibility they might have had up that point.

Frankly, these are the types of women I hate to listen to in real life too; I once quit a job on the second day because the girl who sat next to me had such an annoying voice, I couldn't stand listening to her alternating breathiness and giggling. It made my head hurt. If that kind of voice prompts me to quit a job, you can imagine how quickly my fingers reach for the radio dial to change it to someone hopefully more normal; someone who doesn't sound like a Disney character.

I'd rather listen to someone like Christiane Amanpour, Ashleigh Banfield, Diane Sawyer or Maria Bartiromo; women who not only are intelligent, but sound it. So after listening to one of the women with the voice of a six year old, I made a comment on Facebook stating how much I can't stand listening to the voices of women newscasters. That prompted a friend to ask, "What about women sportscasters in men's locker rooms? Should they be allowed?"

My response to that was, "Ya know...I really don't think so."

I went on to say that not only do I think women shouldn't be reporting in men's locker rooms, but I also don't think they should be police officers, fire fighters or soldiers. I know it's archaic, but it that sense, I'm very traditional. Those are men's jobs. Let the men fight for the country, get shot by criminals and die in burning buildings.

But in the same breath, I had to say, "I'm sure there are a lot of old time truckers that don't think women should be truck drivers either." And I don't know what to say to that. I guess to me, this doesn't seem like a man's job. It's like driving a big car.

I've given this some thought over the years (the women in a man's job thing) and always come back to the same question, "WHY do you want to do that job?" I mean, WHY do you want to stand around a locker room that smells like feet and ass sweat just to talk about a game? WHY do you want to put your life on the line chasing down losers and crackheads? WHY do you want to walk into a building that's on fire, knowing you may never come out? That's what MEN are for. They are supposed to do those things. They are supposed to do the tough jobs. The dirty jobs. The dangerous jobs.

I guess it's the way I grew up. No man in my family would even think of letting their wife, sister or daughter do a job a man was supposed to do. They wouldn't even let us pump our own gas or take out the garbage. (Oh how I loved those days.) Even when I repeatedly asked my uncles for jobs on their construction sites, they told me no. Not a chance. I don't know what they expected me to be when I grew up, but I know for sure I never thought I'd be a truck driver. Although at 43, this isn't really a "lifetime" career for me since my life is half over.

I think I'll do a post sometime about gender roles and how they've changed over the years, but I'm pretty sure I'm still going to lean toward the traditional side. I like when men were manly (and the ones delivering our news, not feeding the baby and changing their diapers) and women were pursuing other options (like nursing and teaching) and looking pretty while doing so.

I suppose I should be glad things changed though, huh? If it hadn't, I wouldn't be typing this from the cab of my 18-wheeler.

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1 comment:

Dixie said...

I so agree with you as to the cartoon voices. I find it hard to take them seriously..If the conversation is by phone, I have to restrain myself from asking to speak to their mother!!lol