Sep 24 2007

A fi femeie e o slujba prea grea

Category: English posts,MiscellaneousIuliana @ 21:58

Acum ceva vreme spuneam ca ma intorc la catedra. Foarte bine si foarte frumos, problema este ca pentru a presta activitate didactica este bine sa asortezi si costumatia. Cel putin Marele Greu, cel care mi-a dat laboratoarele insista sa arat a “cadavru didactic”. Daca as fi barbat nu mi-ar fi greu, dar ca femeie trebuie sa arat impecabil si mereu ca proaspat scoasa din cutie, nu de alta, dar stiu si eu cum imi comentam profesorii, acum s-a intors roata si e randul meu sa fiu comentata asa ca incerc sa las motive cat mai putine. Si aici incepe beleaua. Cum naiba sa ma transform dintr-o baietoasa pentru care adidasii si sapca fac parte din uniforma de mai mult de 10 ani, intr-o domnisoara cocheta si eleganta? Haine pe masura in scopul respectiv si se rezolva… Teoretic.

Astazi a fost ziua de stabilire a orarului. La facultate m-am prezentat la costum (fusta si sacou) si sandale cu tocuri — 7 ace, ce mai!! Normal ca Marele Greu a avut ceva de comentat ca de obicei, acum erau ciorapii, care aveau model… Eh mereu trebuie sa fie ceva :) . Ziua a decurs bine, nu a iesit chiar orarul pe care il voiam dar in fine…Credeam ca am reusit sa trec de toate fara sa ma impiedic macar o data, dar de unde….Fix in fata firmei, este o scara din ciment macerat de vreme, in care tocurile mele stiam ca se incalcesc si paseam ca pe ace in timp ce discutam cu seful meu, care imi este si coleg de catedra :) si deodata se intampla minunea…Undeva pe dreapta scarii este o balustrada. Cand m-am impiedicat ma chinuiam sa imi scot cheile cu cartela din poseta ca sa deschid usa scarii. Totul s-a intamplat foarte repede, dar slava Domnului ca inca sunt tinerica si am reflexe destul de rapide. Am lasat tot din mana si m-am prins de balustrada, seful a reactionat si el si m-a prins de cealalta mana si am scapat cu viata si fara nimic ranit, poate doar cu orgoliul de “domnisoara cocheta” :) . Bineinteles ca s-au rupt si ciorapii cu model…(cred ca a fost puterea telepatica a Marelui Greu …:) ) Nu mai are rost sa spun ca primul lucru pe care l-am facut cand am ajuns acasa a fost sa arunc nenorocitele alea de sandale… O sa ma descurc eu numai cu pantofi si cizme, doar vine toamna, nu?

[English] : Being a woman is a though job

Some time ago I was saying that I will return to teaching. Well that’s very good and very beautiful, problem is that I have to have teacher style to be a teacher. At least the “Heavy Big” the one that gave me the classes insists that I should look like a real teacher. If I would be a man, that would be really easy, but as a woman I always have to look impeccable and as I have just recently got out of the box, because I remember myself passing remarks on my teachers and now it’s my turn to be observed and commented, so I try to leave as less reasons as possible. And here the problems begin. How the hell to transform myself from a person that has used the cap and sport shoes as an uniform for more than 10 years into an chic and elegant lady ?Specific clothes and that’s that… Theoretically…

Today was time table day. I arrived at the university dressed for the occasion : skirt, spencer and high heals(not too high…) open toe sandals — highly elegant, wtf!! Of course “Heavy Big” has something to comment, as usual, this time he did not like my nylon hoses because they had a model…Eh… It always has to be something :) .The day went well, I didn’t quite get the time table that I wanted but, whatever… I thought that I will get through all without to stumble at least once, but I just wasn’t that lucky… Exactly in front of my office building there’s a group of cement old stairs in which my high heals were kind of getting stuck into the small holes so I was walking like i was on ice talking to my boss, which is also my university colleague :) and suddenly IT happens… On the right of the stairs there was a hand rail. When I stumbled I was trying to get my card keys out of my purse to open the door. Everything happened so fast, but thanks God I’m still young and I have good reflexes. I left everything out of my hands and grabbed on the hand rail, my boss reacted fast and grabbed my other hand so I got out of it alive and nothing else was hurt but my “chic lady ego” :) . Of course the nylon hoses were destroyed…(I think it was the telepathic power of “Heavy Big”…:) ) No need to say that the first thing that I did when I got home was to throw those high heals sandals in the garbage… I will be ok only with pumps and hessian boots, autumn is coming, isn’t it?

2 Responses to “A fi femeie e o slujba prea grea”

  1. redmonk says:

    ‘Marele Greu’ are legatura cu Big in the City?

  2. Iuliana says:

    nu chiar… este doar o persoana cu “greutate” :)

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