No, this isn’t a tranny story. She took a male pen name and ended up getting more clients and making way more money.
I’m not surprised.
And men are not really the problem, although they can be. Other women are. Working women are seen as unreliable, between forever having to run home to wipe their kids’ noses, to having their own physical and mental health problems.
And there is NO crazy like female crazy.
Plus lots of them aren’t that smart.
Those of us who aren’t like that, unfortunately, have to deal with those perceptions. We’re always scolded that we should be grateful to our “foremother” feminists who paved the way for us in the workplace, but all most of them did was turn offices into sucky boring swear-free non-stop birthday parties and gossip factories littered with cat pictures. All they talk about is what they ate for breakfast and what they’re having for lunch and what they’re having for dinner and how fat they are.
Work is their hobby. They pick some crappy paying, easy “career” hoping that they’ll get married anyhow and some man will come along and look after them.
And that sounds good to me! Would it have broken my heart if Arnie was a millionaire and I knew I never had to work in some crappy office again and could just write books in between watching judge shows all day? Hell, no! Most women would love to be housewives. They just can’t admit it.
Also, the reason woman “earn less than men” if they do is because they will work for less. Which means the rest of us have to settle for less money too.
They end up paying more money in college debt and gas and car repairs and taxes and daycare than they actually make, but they saw on some TV Movie of the Week that they had to have a “career” and now those of us who are serious about something have to deal with them and their scatterbrained suckiness.
I had high-quality skills and a good education. I was fast on turnaround and very professional. I hustled and I delivered on my promises, every single time. I worked hard and built the business, putting in long hours and reinvesting a lot of the money I made.
I really, really wanted to make this work.
But I was still having a hard time landing jobs. I was being turned down for gigs I should’ve gotten, for reasons I couldn’t put a finger on. (…)
Taking a man’s name opened up a new world.
It helped me earn double and triple the income of my true name, with the same work and service.
No hassles. Higher acceptance. And gratifying respect for my talents and round-the-clock work ethic.
Business opportunities fell into my lap. People asked for my advice, and they thanked me for it, too. (…)