Sunday, June 12, 2011
So today is day 9 of my 30 day challenge and I get to tell you something I’m proud of. I’m proud of the fact that I graduated from Motorcycle Mechanics Institute (MMI). Why? Because, first off, not that many people who start MMI actually graduate. It’s a really intense tech school, most guys end up attendance failing and just don’t come back. Or they fail a class or a couple of classes and just quit because it’s too hard for them.
And secondly, most girls who start don’t finish either, mainly because they can’t hack it. MMI for girls is like 50% harder than it is for guys. Because being a girl in a guys world is hard (for most girls). You get compared to guys all the time. Are you smart enough? Are you strong enough? And then there’s the fact that they will make fun of you and talk down to you. Guy humor is very different than girl humor. They think calling you a hooker or a slut is funny, when you probably think it’s insulting. You have to have an attitude, an ‘I’m not going to take your shit’ attitude and ‘I will kick your ass, if you come near me’ attitude. You can’t be weak. It’s like they smell it and will attack you (not literally, of course). The teachers will push you harder than the guys. Some will do it to make you quit, some do it to make you a better mechanic. Either way, if you make it, you are stronger than you went in. But if you can’t handle it, you will not make it. I know quite a few girls that started MMI and didn’t even get half way through it.
For me, at first, it was kind of hard. I had no idea what I was doing and thought they all did. But then I realized that we were all pretty much in the same boat. And most of the time I was smarter than them and tougher too. They called me a hooker, I called them a slut. They said they could kick my ass, I said I’d stab them with a screw driver if they came within 5 feet of me. After I proved I could keep up with them as a mechanic, I was way more sarcastic, I could joke around and not get offended and I had just as bad a mouth as them, they accepted me and started treating me like one of the guys. That’s when I knew I had done it; I earned their respect as a friend and as a mechanic. I’m proud of that because most girls can’t do it. They couldn’t keep up, they got offended and they took shit too seriously. But then again, I prefer hanging out with guys than dealing with girls.
But anyway, that’s one of the things I’m most proud of.
On a side note; today is the hubby’s birthday. We didn’t do much, but I plan of getting him a good present after we move. I would tell you, but he reads this and I don’t want to give it away.