“Heads or Tails”

Sexual Harassment

Feeling pissed off today!

Learned that in order to stay in the game as a business woman have to be willing to close the deals using my fuzzy wuzzy!

Hmmmm—–missed that lesson in graduate school.

Discussed with my husband and daughter the prospects, necessities, and benefits of exchanging my “snatch” for a contract. Reaction was predictable—–my daughter thought that I was insane while my husband thought that I was profane! Neither liked my “indecent proposal” on how we can lower the Giggetts’ household deficit.

Though not particularly enthused about adding “whore” to my cadre of skill sets, was advised by several respectable people that many of my female rivals didn’t have any qualms with readily availing their “peach” to decision makers. Reminded by these knowledgeable people that giving my “booty” away was the “transactional cost” of doing business these days.

As an entrepreneur for nearly eight years and as a seasoned professional within corporate America for nearly three decades, never had to yield to the pressures of having someone to “jump my bones” in exchange for some perks. Too in love with and committed to my “tall drink of water.” And, besides, not too fond of having my death certificate to read that I inherited somebody’s deadly and infectious sexual diseases or, unwittingly, became subjected to something penicillin can’t cure!

Discussed this quagmire with several of my trusted (male and female) confidantes. To my horror, each insisted to me that my refusal to be “laid” would send me, business-wise, into the Mojave Desert. Reminded by them that very few women, in my line of work or in this incestuous town, make it to the top without “paying the piper” and that I should stop being obstinate, super religious, and a “pussy” willow.

Sadly, my greatest disappointment was learning that other female icons, many of whom I had admired for their business acumen and political prowess, had secured their prominence and cha-ching via the “meat wagon” circuit.

Damn!

Went into hibernation and with the gift of perspective, began some reflective thinking. Had memories, flashbacks, and recollections of so many people who loved, treasured, adored, and respected me—-my husband, my daughter, my pastor, and my dad. Without a doubt, each would have been mortified, shocked, and gravely disappointed to have learned that I had compromised my morals by submitting to any sexual indiscretions in exchange for some Benjamins!

Don’t they realize that I am bombarded each day with invitations to give my “coochie” away? Don’t they realize that I am trying to make an honest living competing in a highly sexually-charged environment?

Don’t they realize that I can’t fairly compete against players whose motto is “kitty got a kat?” Don’t they realize that if I am willing to endure the short-term sexual exploitation for the long-term gains, why should my ethical dilemma bother, worry, or concern them?

Don’t they realize that we would handsomely profit from my sexual liaisons and from my sexual infidelities? Don’t they realize that being neither rich nor famous my sexual rendezvous can easily be kept on the “down low” and no one would ever know?

And, if the “bad girls” in the Holy Bible used their “lethal weapons” and sexual promiscuities as political ammunition, for strategic purposes, or as peace offerings, why can’t I freely use my ASSets?

As I said, feeling REALLY pissed off today.

Desperately want to succeed in life. Got to quickly decide whether to “pledge allegiance” to my mind or to “pledge allegiance” to my behind! Several contracts are pending approval. “Mr. Fix It” awaits my call.

Mirror, mirror, on the wall. What should I do, after all?

Sought a reality check from my most trusted and faithful companion. During our caucus, asked Him to remove these external forces and, simultaneously, asked Him to favor us by placing me on a road to biblical economics.

He answered.

Walked away from the contracts!

“If you can’t be the table cloth, don’t be a dish rag” encapsulates how I plan to proceed as I continue my journey throughout the business world happily knowing that I kept my dignity, my faith, and my “cherry” intact!