Two recent photographs...
Aug. 19th, 2008 08:14 am On my way from the pet food store to the bus stop, I noticed this trash can smoldering and giving off smoke in front of a "real women have real bodies" clothing store in the commercial district nearest to my home. I looked in and saw that someone had dumped a thick advertising flier on top of what is normally an outdoor ashtray, and a cigarette had set the paper on fire.
I went into the store and said to the first person I saw with an identification badge, "Excuse me, do you know that there's a fire in your trashcan?"
"Oh my god! There is?" The woman ran to the door, looked out, and said, "Oh my god!" again. She ran to the back, pulled out another woman to look at it, then said to me, "Do you know how to use a fire extinguisher? We're all women in here. We don't know how."
After recovering from that non-sequitor, I told her, "It's not a grease fire, it's a paper fire, it's very small and contained. Just pour a pitcher of cold water on it and put it out."
"Really?"
"Yes, really." I watched her run to the back. I went out to snap the photo, she came back out with one of those plastic pitchers you usually find filled with beer and she put the fire out. But, grief, "I'm a woman so I can't handle a fire extinguisher?" That's the stupidest thing I've heard yet, and I'm reading the political blogs!
I saw this standing outside the Seattle Art Museum, and my first thought upon seeing it was, "Once upon a time, with enough lube I might have been able to take that!"
I went into the store and said to the first person I saw with an identification badge, "Excuse me, do you know that there's a fire in your trashcan?"
"Oh my god! There is?" The woman ran to the door, looked out, and said, "Oh my god!" again. She ran to the back, pulled out another woman to look at it, then said to me, "Do you know how to use a fire extinguisher? We're all women in here. We don't know how."
After recovering from that non-sequitor, I told her, "It's not a grease fire, it's a paper fire, it's very small and contained. Just pour a pitcher of cold water on it and put it out."
"Really?"
"Yes, really." I watched her run to the back. I went out to snap the photo, she came back out with one of those plastic pitchers you usually find filled with beer and she put the fire out. But, grief, "I'm a woman so I can't handle a fire extinguisher?" That's the stupidest thing I've heard yet, and I'm reading the political blogs!
I saw this standing outside the Seattle Art Museum, and my first thought upon seeing it was, "Once upon a time, with enough lube I might have been able to take that!"


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Date: 2008-08-19 03:36 pm (UTC)"Never eat anything bigger then you head" applies to your ass as well!
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Date: 2008-08-19 03:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-19 03:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-19 03:43 pm (UTC)Not enough punchings in the world. NOT. ENOUGH.
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Date: 2008-08-19 03:44 pm (UTC)"Do you know how to use a fire extinguisher? We're all women in here. We don't know how."
W. T. H?!
I mean. What?
Thank *you* for helping to reinstate the sterotype that women can't do anything mechanically inclined or intelligent. I mean, wtf? Do you cook? Does your house have a fire extinguisher? Mine does, just inside the cellar door, within six feet of the stove. I know how to use it as well, and these people just....
I'm going to go have a little walk around. Maybe to my machines, that I can use, even though I'm a woman.
*facepalm*
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Date: 2008-08-19 03:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-19 03:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-19 04:10 pm (UTC)Ok, I could understand not knowing how to use an extinguisher to put out a gasoline fire (for instance) because you haven't been trained.
But blaming it on your gender is just....ARGH!!!!!
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Date: 2008-08-19 04:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-19 05:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-19 05:47 pm (UTC)Good thing none of these women will ever have to rescue a child or something important like that.
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Date: 2008-08-19 05:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-19 05:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-19 05:52 pm (UTC)Film at 11.
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Date: 2008-08-19 07:08 pm (UTC)2) even with all the lube ever, *never* insert anything bigger than your head! (and thankfully, you don't seem to have that habit)
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Date: 2008-08-19 10:25 pm (UTC)"It looks troublesome and perhaps potentially dirty, and as a woman I have no problem with feigning helplessness in order to manipulate you into doing this for me so I can get back to whatever vitally important thing it is I was doing."
This is a more palatable translation, because I just can't fathom them actually being that helpless.
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Date: 2008-08-19 10:48 pm (UTC)Hell, I've been guilty of not bothering to get one, when I lived in an apartment complex, myself, but even then I could tell you the instructions for every extinguisher that I would ever have had to deal with in my daily life. Without looking.
On a separate note, if you'd *like* to be able to practice with one, I suggest contacting your local fire department. Many of them have 'demo' units that they can recharge on-site for minimal cost, specifically so that they can train folks in their use (a rechargeable unit isn't all that expensive, just more expensive than is worthwhile for things that, realistically, a consumer should never have to use more than once anyway).
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Date: 2008-08-20 12:23 am (UTC)I am intrigued as to why the Seattle Art Museum has a giant butt plug outside it though.
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Date: 2008-08-20 01:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-20 01:33 am (UTC)Art installation
Date: 2008-08-20 01:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-20 02:20 am (UTC)-do-it-for-me-cause-I'm-too-lazy tactic.
Heck, it worked in college.
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Date: 2008-08-20 03:10 am (UTC)Re: Art installation
Date: 2008-08-20 03:28 am (UTC)Chess piece, perhaps?
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Date: 2008-08-20 03:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-20 05:56 pm (UTC)On the other hand, there is something to be said for the sheer glee of getting to use one. Or maybe that's just me...