notes from the unconscious

I want to be a fast-acting solvent, aqua regia x 10. I don't have the patience for slow and steady erosion, damn it.

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I have got to find a way to deal with this irritability and short temper.

institutionalized sexism and breach of stated corporate policy

It has happened again at my office. Today, company work shirts were passed out: baby blue for "girls", black for "boys". This makes me livid and outraged, but I don't know how to approach this, and feel silenced by circumstance. After all, what right does a "boy" have to ruin girls'/boys' club visual identification? It's not like it's a matter of principle.... oh, wait, it is. At least, it is for me; for everyone else, it's just how things are, and who the fuck would have a problem with how things are?

Obviously, I have a problem.

addendum: I have contacted HR, after making my case to my admittedly pretty liberal supervisor. We'll see what, if anything, happens. It still bugs me that I can't personalize this issue to anyone at work. That feels like a personal weakness that only perpetuates my own invisibility and silence.