A blog of grumpiness, stilts and skin.

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Stocking bank

Where do those cats at the Commonwealth Bank get off issuing a guide advising staff: what colour bras to wear, not to buy cheap stockings, and to keep their nose-hair trimmed?

The first two I'd happily conform with - yes, cheap stockings make one's legs look fat, and those transparent plastic straps they try to pass off in the Myer Miss Store do chaff my shoulders so.

But, as a devout feminist, I will not trim my nose (or ear) hair for anybody.

What jumped-up,misogynist-minded,in-house,think-tank prosecuted this neo-paternalistic diatribe anyway? And when will they realise that this kind of crapola just doesn't cut it any more.

Wake up and smell the coffee. It's the sixties, man!

2 Comments:

Blogger True Blue said...

I threaten the hubby with the tweezers if I see a hair that shouldn't be there...ear hair not yet a big problem but those old man eyebrow hairs are definately creeping in.

He will now kill me when he reads this comment...bugger

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Blogger Grump Les Tiltskin said...

Anything but the nose hair, TB. Ouch!

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