Women...against Women

Back to my other "new" experience in the city - a "wonder women" price fix dinner in Chelsea Market, at the quaint Green Table restaurant.

The table was long, an extended farmer's table that sat high in the small rhombus shaped room. One side of the table was paired with a long picnic bench, on the other, wooden chairs to match the worn, smoothed wood of its counterpart. I sat down on the picnic side, and joined five other ladies and our host.

"The purpose of this visit," she begins, "is to start a discussion about women. Women in the workplace, their role, their frustrations, and why ther are frustrations in the first place. Why do other women attack women??" The source of this irk spawned from the recent feature film, Knocked Up, where the main character (I have not yet seen the movie) consistently finds herself attacked and ridiculed by an older women in her work environment. The movie The Devil Wears Prada certainly caters to this phenomenon of woman vs. woman, and certainly Knocked Up won't be the last to do so.

I, myself, am privy to this experience. One of my coworkers, ever since the beginning of this year, has forced me upon her trail of eggshells, going as far as to chaise me into our newly renovated (and close quarted) bathrooms, bestowing upon me a thought or two of her own.

The fact is, women do seem to have it out for one another. And not just in the workplace. Feminist are so often thought of as dedicating their lives to proving their equality to men, we rarely believe that their sex would actually be "the" other enemy.