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According to recent data from a study done by a women's activist group, women now are in 51.4% of all managerial positions in the workforce. Not only that but single, childless women make more than their male counterparts. If you don't believe me here is the link done by the women's group.

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Regardless of these new figures, women still complain it's a male dominated work place, men get more advantages in life, men get special treatment, etc. If this was true, then why do 3 women graduate college in the U.S. for every 2 men? Why is it that workplace management is being shifted into a style that fits better with female mentalities vs men? Why is it sexist for a company to bar a woman's promotion due to gender requirements, but not a man's?

Feel free both men and women to express your thoughts and feelings on the matter.

So, not to long ago, I was out with her and I brought my friend along. Kinda felt like he was the third wheel I felt so I switched up plans and decided to ditch the outdoors and go back to her apartment to which she loudly expressed her desire to play dorky board games (Scrabble anyone?) and watch some flicks. (Side note: I could tell he was feeling awkward at the bar and at Steak and Shake, I mean, when you're with your girl it's kinda hard to give both people attention isn't it? On one side is a girl who wants to pda and whisper some personal shyt then you got your boy who doesn't wanna feel left out) Fast forward button.

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Back at her apartment we were mellowing out to some indie tunes and Blue Moon when somehow the conversation launched into how she looked as a child, I think I kicked it off, no wait, I was talking about braces? Oh yes, yea, braces her teeth are perfect but as a child she had braces. Anyways, she busts out the family album and my boy's jaws dropped seeing how hot her mom is. Her mom is a dime piece, and was so pre-preg and post. Anyways, she had to get up to go bring out some of memorabilia (she's got stuffed animals to this day) and as she skipped her way to her bedroom my boy, buzzing at this point, puts his arm around me and beer in the other hand, and with a drunken slur mutters,

"Shes a keeper bro, don't let her go, she's her mom's replica"

I turned to him like what? And he's like "Well daughters turn into their moms eventually" And I started thinking about all the women I know and whether they look like their moms or not. She does look like her mom, and definitely blossomed hardcore (was a rollie pollie McFatty as a child)

Yea, he just blew my mind yo