Stuart came into my office today, plonked himself down on my desk, lucky it’s solid, and asked me what I thought of all the music they play on the radio these days. I’m quite pleased my boss likes to run ideas by me, but sometimes I wish he’d ask me something about work. Anyway, I said I liked some of it and some I didn’t like. He said he was listening to the radio on the way in and has concluded that men must write their songs when they’re on cocaine. I said what about the women, and he said he thought they must write their songs when they’re on their period. Walked into that one.
Anyway, I didn’t know how to reply to that, and he was still sitting on my desk, so I told him that, as a woman, I was offended by that remark. Seemed like the appropriate thing to say. Of course, Stuart replied that, as a man, and see how stupid that sounds, he thought that was an imbecilic way to begin a sentence. He said how patronising of me that I should think all women would want me to speak on their behalf. He said it was possible that there was a woman out there who thought differently to me, even though we were both women. He said he was going to start getting offended on behalf of all overweight, florid, balding, rich men, because he was one. Didn’t have an answer for that. Stuart is an annoying boss. Also, he forgot ‘jowly’.