The lingerie football league is busy pushing back equality of women in sports by a THOUSAND YEARS. How the hell did I not hear about this farce earlier? Ranty feminist friends, you dropped the ball on this one.
Pun intended.
In other news, FUCK YOU VODAFONE. When you outsource your phone help people you frustrate the fuckery out of me AND the poor bastard I end up talking to, since I can't understand a damn thing they're saying due to an accent so thick you could float trucks in it.
Not only does an Indian lady leave a totally indecipherable message on my answering machine, but I then got to slog my way through an hour long conversation with some South African guy, who needed the information that I didn't get from my answering machine. I'm sure he loved me asking him to repeat sentences over and over, since I had trouble understanding him.
It pisses me off, because possibly I'd have gotten on with them in other circumstances. I love being surrounded by people from other cultures, even a town as small as Palmerston North has a surprisingly high diversity. But by the time I've spent 45 minutes on hold listening to ear wax meltingly bad pop music, I'm ready to murder the next voice I hear and oh joy it's some dude I can barely comprehend.
Finally, I leave you with John Stewart tearing a bunch of media hypocrits new arseholes. It somehow made everything better.
