Earlier this week, something happened at work and one of the guys--frustrated at what had happened--made a comment about one of our fellow co-workers. In an effort to offer comic relief to the pressurized situation, I chuckled and said "I wonder what you guys say about me after I go home."
Another co-worker piped in and said, "Oh, you are like one of the guys! We don't have anything bad to say about you." Then, hearing himself, he tried to back-pedal and apologize (for making it sound like I was less feminine or whatever he was worried it sounded like). I laughed and told him that I was comfortable with that classification.
As a girl growing up, I was always more comfortable with my guy friends. They carried less baggage and there was certainly less drama than the girl friends had. I wasn't ever a girly girl either, so that was another "one of the guys" justifications.
I was genuinely complimented by his comment. I have been there nearly a year, and feel very comfortable at work--where I generally am the only woman 80% of the time. That is just fine with me.
There are certainly worse things he could have said about me. I'll take that one.
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