030: A day in the life of a white privileged male
02-15-2013, 08:50 AM
5.30 am. A white male who identifies as such and must always worry about being too privileged, wakes up. He shaves his face, armpits, eats a whole wheat croissant and a organic coffee with soya milk and goes to work.
He sits in the commuting train next to other male privileged white males and empowered, independent women. Another well educated white male asks "is this seat free?", and a woman nods her head.
7.30. He arrives at work. In his company 33% of his colleagues are males, the other 33% are females and the rest homosexuals. Next year the law will be modified because lesbians feel discriminated.
9.30. Time for a coffee with soya milk and an estrogen shot, to reduce his testosterone levels and prevent him to run amok, rape free. It would also be embarrassing if he got an erection in front of his co-workers, but luckily his bromide tee also prevents this from happening.
In the Newspaper: the Blue Pill Stalinistic Party enforce a new law to reduce taxes on single women… Meltdown: another crazy cat lady run the streets naked swearing in rant… elementary and middle schools closing down… the usual stuff.
12.00. Goes for lunch with a bisexual coworker who is being harassed by his trainee, a norwegian inmigrant. He doesn't know how to deal with her without being accused of bullying, like his predecessor, who is now jailed for life. They both agree that is better to write her a polite letter that expresses how he feels about the situation.
12.15. At his favorite vegan restaurant. He orders his favorite food: a quark-tofu sandwich with minced tomato and veggie bacon. He is watching the calories to stay thin without having to work his ass off with Powerpilates. Women love thin, androgine, hairless, Neutrosensual men, they say.
13:00. Back to the office. Brief encounter with the chicks that come back from the "Churrasqueria". They are all joking how 'howt' the Brasilian waiter is. Apparently they found out that he is divorced with a child and expecting another baby from his third girlfriend. The director of HR hopes that she still can bang him before he returns to Brazil (they think the mothafucka wants to flee!).
15:00. His secretary comes to his desk ready to bust his small, estrogenized testicles off again. He doesn’t understand why she is always in such a bad mood. After all, she earns money, drives a car and lives with her cats, wtf???
18:00 pm. Leaves work and goes grocery shopping, preparing for another comfortable online dating evening at home. This is the only way to socialize now, almost everybody is in the internet nowadays. Bars and clubs are half empty or full of drunk chodes and approaching a girl in the street is a bad idea. It usually ends up with the poor bastard being tasered by her or by the pedestrians.
19.00 h. TV time! The News:
His favorite soccer team, the Sporting Butterfly lost again in the Rainbow League. He thinks the trainer and half of the players should be fired, but can't say it out loud because they are women :-S Just hopes the other half of the team, those pussified guys (oh I'm sorry for this sexist remark) can get their shit together and classify for the finals.
-A mysoginistic gym owner jailed after failure to pay 'Singlehood Taxes'. A reminder to all single guys out there with good income and no children: Avoiding paying ST - A baaaad idea motherfuckers!
-Another demonstration of the Single Mothers of the Plaza de Mario. Hordes of single mothers scream: "shaaaaame guys… shaaaaaame single men…. man up and marry once and for all motherfuckers!" Most women are tired of this shitty, immature behavior inherited from the previous patriarchal society.
-A woman married to her telephone refuses to pay telephone bills. Since marriages between women and telephones became legal 10 years ago, this is the first time that such thing happens. Her lawyer demands that half of the bill be assumed by the Gubermint.
21.00 h. Online dating time. Our male e-mailed 160 chicks with a special app and got two replies. He is an expert handling online dating situations and doesn’t take insults or shameful rejections personally anymore. He feels lucky and fulfilled.
22.30 Our male goes to bed. Another day passed by in the Politically Correct Republic of Neutrogenderland.
He sits in the commuting train next to other male privileged white males and empowered, independent women. Another well educated white male asks "is this seat free?", and a woman nods her head.
7.30. He arrives at work. In his company 33% of his colleagues are males, the other 33% are females and the rest homosexuals. Next year the law will be modified because lesbians feel discriminated.
9.30. Time for a coffee with soya milk and an estrogen shot, to reduce his testosterone levels and prevent him to run amok, rape free. It would also be embarrassing if he got an erection in front of his co-workers, but luckily his bromide tee also prevents this from happening.
In the Newspaper: the Blue Pill Stalinistic Party enforce a new law to reduce taxes on single women… Meltdown: another crazy cat lady run the streets naked swearing in rant… elementary and middle schools closing down… the usual stuff.
12.00. Goes for lunch with a bisexual coworker who is being harassed by his trainee, a norwegian inmigrant. He doesn't know how to deal with her without being accused of bullying, like his predecessor, who is now jailed for life. They both agree that is better to write her a polite letter that expresses how he feels about the situation.
12.15. At his favorite vegan restaurant. He orders his favorite food: a quark-tofu sandwich with minced tomato and veggie bacon. He is watching the calories to stay thin without having to work his ass off with Powerpilates. Women love thin, androgine, hairless, Neutrosensual men, they say.
13:00. Back to the office. Brief encounter with the chicks that come back from the "Churrasqueria". They are all joking how 'howt' the Brasilian waiter is. Apparently they found out that he is divorced with a child and expecting another baby from his third girlfriend. The director of HR hopes that she still can bang him before he returns to Brazil (they think the mothafucka wants to flee!).
15:00. His secretary comes to his desk ready to bust his small, estrogenized testicles off again. He doesn’t understand why she is always in such a bad mood. After all, she earns money, drives a car and lives with her cats, wtf???
18:00 pm. Leaves work and goes grocery shopping, preparing for another comfortable online dating evening at home. This is the only way to socialize now, almost everybody is in the internet nowadays. Bars and clubs are half empty or full of drunk chodes and approaching a girl in the street is a bad idea. It usually ends up with the poor bastard being tasered by her or by the pedestrians.
19.00 h. TV time! The News:
His favorite soccer team, the Sporting Butterfly lost again in the Rainbow League. He thinks the trainer and half of the players should be fired, but can't say it out loud because they are women :-S Just hopes the other half of the team, those pussified guys (oh I'm sorry for this sexist remark) can get their shit together and classify for the finals.
-A mysoginistic gym owner jailed after failure to pay 'Singlehood Taxes'. A reminder to all single guys out there with good income and no children: Avoiding paying ST - A baaaad idea motherfuckers!
-Another demonstration of the Single Mothers of the Plaza de Mario. Hordes of single mothers scream: "shaaaaame guys… shaaaaaame single men…. man up and marry once and for all motherfuckers!" Most women are tired of this shitty, immature behavior inherited from the previous patriarchal society.
-A woman married to her telephone refuses to pay telephone bills. Since marriages between women and telephones became legal 10 years ago, this is the first time that such thing happens. Her lawyer demands that half of the bill be assumed by the Gubermint.
21.00 h. Online dating time. Our male e-mailed 160 chicks with a special app and got two replies. He is an expert handling online dating situations and doesn’t take insults or shameful rejections personally anymore. He feels lucky and fulfilled.
22.30 Our male goes to bed. Another day passed by in the Politically Correct Republic of Neutrogenderland.