So he's a Pimp... And I'm the Slut!

So I had a friend ask me the following question: " Why is it when men sleep around or cheat they get called a Bad Ass, Pimp, or Player? But If I sleep around or cheat I become a Slut, or Bitch?"

Well let me explain, as I am sure this is a question many ladies may have... (Who am I kidding, I have never thought of this, or thought of how unfare it is to be called something like a slut vrs being called a Pimp?)

First off these repulsive classifications are nothing to be proud of, and further more nothing someone would want to be proud of.. Let us brake this down into a quick little vocab lesson..

Pimp: A pimp, also called a fleshmonger or pander, manages people in prostitution (in brothels and on the streets) in order to profit from their earnings. Typically, a pimp will not force prostitutes to work, although some have been known to be abusive in order to keep their prostitutes submissive or to maximize profits.

Player:In human sexual behavior, promiscuity denotes sex with relatively many partners. In human cultures where polygamy is accepted, it is distinguished from promiscuity.

Ok, Ladies... Really? Why would you want to be refereed to as an aggressive fleshmonger who denotes sex with many partners? Ok, The next one "Hot Shit" I will have to break it down for you.

Hot:High temperature, Spicy food, pungency Physical attractiveness or sexual arousal.

Shit:Shit is usually considered a vulgarity and profanity in Modern English. As a noun it refers to fecal matter (excrement) and as a verb it means to defecate or defecate in; in the plural ("the shits") it means diarrhea. Shite is also a common variant in British English[citation needed].

Just so I am understanding this fully you would really want to be High temperated spicy piece of fecal matter? See these names do not make them "cool" Or better that a Slut of girl. What is comes down to is if your cheating and sleeping around, chances are that you should be compared to excrement and many other nasty things. The difference is, is that men embrace it and make it something to be proud of. So do the same thing be proud of being a whore ( now if you going to ask me how to do that, don't because I don't have the slightest idea.)These names are only cool because the people being called them don't care that they are poopy! Simple as that! So I am not really sure why you would rather be a Pimp than a whore, or a Player rather than a Slut because at the end of the day I personally wouldn't want to be any of them. But If it will make you feel better here is some advice on how to handle this, If you don't want to be called these names then don't tell people about you being a slut, Player, Pimp, or whore. If you for some reason can not help the fact and must tell everyone about your personal life... Well then you are just out right screwed and better get use to your new nicknames.

Peace~
Heather

The Miracle of Life!!

So this week I got the unwelcome advantage of seeing the gift of life at work, now I see this everyday working at a children's hospital but this was much more then my average day of work. I was walking in to work and was confronted by a man who was going off in Spanish, now all of you should know I don't know Spanish at all...( OK I know a few naughty words) but other than that I couldn't ask were a bathroom was if I needed it. So I was trying to pick up on words here and there... All I could understand was my wife and that's only because he said "My wife" in English... Then this man that was apparently in distress and dragged me to his car. I got to his car and saw the most unexpected thing, I saw his wife in full blown labor! That’s right, we are talking lying in the back seat huffing and puffing and ready to push that baby out! I would like to take the time to tell you all, I am not equipped to handle this kind of thing. I have never helped someone give birth, nor have I taken any classes on this... So I did what every other person would have done and went into a full blown panic. After a small panic attack I finally put Two and Two together and got a very scaring 4. That is when my super hero skills kicked in and I ran to the E.R. to get some trained professionals (Just and FYI I am not a jogger. It makes me sweat, and I am not a fan of perspiration!) Anyways after running into the Hospital and getting a wheel chair for this woman, and contacting the ER, and regaining composure (Kind of) I kindly told the EMT that I was a clinical assistant, and was not trained to handle this kind of thing. This however gave him the biggest laugh of his adult life... I have decided that my dream of going back to school to get my RN that Labor and Delivery has been removed from the list of possible departments I would like to work in, due to this very graphic display I witnessed! I think maybe I will get into geriatrics; there I would not have to worry about helping with labor... However that will make me face another issue... Old People... Ugh... Don't even get me started! Hmm... I starting to think maybe I would be a better bartender.