I've always been a something of a slacker. Even in elementary school I just did enough work to get by. Of course, elementary school was easy. Once I hit high school and had to take Latin and algebra I had to use my brain a little more.
In college my boyfriend and I sat down with the catalog to find me a major that required no math whatsoever, and that's how I ended up with a BS in communications. Writing was the perfect solution--no muscle required except the big one on top of my neck.
Ambition has never been my guiding light. I'm content to do my job, get along with my colleagues, gossip in the kitchen, play solitaire on my computer, collect my paycheck and go home.
I guess you could say I've never been on the "boss track."
But I've had a lot of bosses in my day. Some great, some that were vomited onto earth when a chasm leading straight to hell split apart for a nanosecond.
The great ones were all men. The worst were women.
I don't think I'm the only woman out there who prefers a manly boss. They're unemotional. They don't comment on your hair or hold grudges if you forget to inquire how their son's oral surgery went.
They don't laud you one day and seemingly loathe you the next.
Men are just easier to deal with. I have a woman boss now, and after a very trying year we're finally in a good place. But I trust her about as far as I could throw her size 6 ass. (The same ass she describes as HUGE.)
I think it's harder for women, especially when they're near the same age, to operate on a boss/employee level. It's just easier dealing with a man.
Men don't want to be your friends. They don't want to share recipes or makeup tips.
They just want to get the job done.
But I open the question to the floor:
Would you rather work for a man or a woman?
(And yes, I realize that the answer is that you don't want to work at all.)