Women in the workplace are infuriating to work with.
>-They're always to busy to do something, delegating the work I delegated to them to someone else.
>-Will disregard procedure that makes work easier and then expect you to pick up their slack when their way makes everything harder.
>-Texting and making phone calls during work.
This is just a microcosm of things I have resent about women in the first place. They live their life in a bubble, putting little thought into anything, but don't get called out because they have round tits and pussy lips. They think you're weird if you can live and work without background music playing all the time, and even mids have people clamoring around to be in their orbit when they have nothing other than their physical endowments. I manage to push out an amicable demeanor, but at the end of the day, I'm all alone. Once I clock out, no one needs or wants me while the women who cruise through life have people lining up to spend time with them after work. It's not that I self-isolate either, people I try to make plans with always say they're busy.
It's starting to feel like it's not just more difficult, but rather a futile endeavor to live as a man and be treated like a person.