A Little Knowledge                    by: Anne O’Nonymous

 

"I should have known!" Dave muttered, as he staggered through the building in 6" high heels. "Why didn’t I do something?"

He tottered to the desk he now worked at, a secretary’s desk with an open front. Each day, the frilly panties he was now required to wear were in open view, seen by all who came into the office.

Over the last two years, too many changes to count shook the world! Women took over almost everything, and nearly took complete charge in a nearly bloodless coup.

Their first act was to require males to wear the most laciest, frilliest, garments possible! Those that refused were castrated publicly. Next, males could not own property of any kind. The "curtsey" law was enacted, requiring males to curtsey to every female, of every age. All the single males were rounded up and castrated privately, "For their own good." Only female children would go to school, males restricted to learning very basic skills. It was also forbidden for a man to look a woman in the face, his view usually restricted to the ankles.

Women, of course, were allowed to wear shirts and pants, but not males--they lost that privilege.

"Why, oh why, didn’t I do something," David lamented as he sat typing, occasionally looking to see who was smirking at the underwear.

David’s immediate boss was once a secretary, now he had to call her "Mistress Diana." All the women in the office were "Mistress this" or "Mistress that."

Occasionally, a female would appear in a dress, mocking the now male dress code.

There was a buzz from the intercom, then the summons, "David, get your lazy male ass in here, NOW!"

David was up and in the office in a flash. "Yes, Mistress Diana, what is your command?" David said as he gave her a deep curtsey, his head held down as he placed his hands in front, clasping them.

"Did you file the Tompkins’ papers? Make copies of the Smith report? Fill the flower bowl with water? How about the coffee, did you buy a new supply? Clean the cups, the coffeemaker? And, find those papers and type whatever I need for that presentation?"

David answered "Yes, Mistress Diana," to each question.

"OK, then get out of here. Your face makes me sick!"

David minced out of the room, his head still down. Back at the desk he occupied, he went back to typing with a sigh and, "If only I did something!"

Actually, the revolt of the females did not occur all over the world, there were pockets where men still had some power, rich men that is. Men who were able to escape from other countries.

David wasn’t able, still he realized what was going on. And now he suffered for it.

"Damn, I knew it would happen! Why didn’t I do something?"

David still regretted his action, it plagued him.

There it was, 300,000 shares at 10c a share, it split 4 for 1, went up and split again. At opening it was $1.50 a share, and two days later it went up to $8.50 and closed at $12.50.

David held on to the stock, and watched as it plummeted to zilch, as the women started to take over. He could be in one of those pockets, now all was lost! He had nothing!

"Why didn’t I sell at $11.00?" would now plague him for the rest of his life!

 

Annie O

 

 

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