In less than a week after the election results were in; I had booked my plane ticket to DC for the Women's March. I knew it was in its infancy and that maybe it would come off and maybe it wouldn't. All I knew was that I needed to be there, and I needed to be there MY WAY. I was excited.
Imagine how I felt, when relaying my excitement to a man who I thought was very close to me, I got the following responses:
"What do you want to do that for? January is a long way away. There won't be anyone there;"
"What are you so upset about? No one is upset over here where I am;"...
...I could lay out much more for you here, but I'm sure that you can see where this is going. The clincher was:
"Did you get a one-way ticket?"
I wasn't sure I'd heard him right. I actually had to ask him what he meant by that. He started to explain something I already understood, but was way too shocked to believe he would say...and as I let loose big time in the middle of his explanation I get: "I'm joking-I'm joking." Too late. This is NOT something to joke about with me.
And so, as I see the hugeness and international scope of the March and all it stands for; I am so tempted to forward this information to him on a regular basis..."there won't be anyone there"-ha!
There has been at least one man left behind!
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