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A Man's Place is as a Woman!
It began as I was searching for a job as a graduate assistant. I needed
something, anything to help me pay for the incredibly high tuition at
this private liberal arts university in eastern Rhode Island. I've always
wanted to help people, ever since my father left when I was young and I
had to help my mother around the house.
Social Work seemed like a perfect career for me, though I was warned it
offered a low salary and little recognition. Maybe to some men this would
be a turn off, but I was never that ambitious and was certainly not
interested in the cut throat world of business.
Like nursing, social workers are primarily women, and I noticed that
there weren't too many other men in my program. And while I noticed this
fact it didn't really trouble me. In fact, because I was around mostly
women at home, I was always more comfortable with girls then with boys.
Boys usually made me nervous to be around and I couldn't understand their
behavior. No one was there to teach me about sports, and I wasn't really
sure what the point was anyway. Once I was walking past a baseball game
in the schoolyard and was asked to be the referee. Everyone laughed when
I said that last pitch was "ball five".
I didn't have many childhood friends. At the only birthday party I ever
went to, when the others went out to play, I stayed back with the moms
and talked to them and helped clean up. They were so nice to me!
Meanwhile the other boys were chasing and throwing a football back and
forth across the street for some reason.
So being here, at this prestigious school, with mostly women, I felt
right at home. The other students, especially at first, really didn't
know what to do with me. It wasn't easy to make friends though most
everyone was nice to me.
This graduate assistant job I was posted on the bulletin board looked
ideal: Answering phones, arranging meetings, ordering supplies and
scheduling events and other duties as needed. The only thing I was a
little bit worried about was that it was called The Women's Place.
Even though I didn't know if they would hire a man I applied, explaining
in as much detail as I could how comfortable I am with women and enjoy
helping them. I included my feelings about how men in this world seem to
have more rights than women and how I would love to help work against
such discrimination. I saw my mother being taken advantage of by men,
including my own dad, and was disgusted with such behavior.
The semester had already started and I was on a shoe string budget, using
money I'd saved up from my summer job babysitting and dog walking. My mom
did give me some seed money as well, but told me straightaway that she
would not pay for my college after that first semester. In her opinion I
needed to learn how to take care of myself, just like she had to when
daddy left. This graduate assistant job would cover my tuition, PLUS it
paid $1000 a month stipend!
After a few weeks of not hearing anything about this job, I was starting
to worry about what would happen when my money ran out. While my dorm
expenses were low, I did not have money for the cafeteria's food plan
except for breakfast. Evening meal time often meant mac and cheese or
looking to see if there were any free events on campus with finger food.
The only thing that was good about this was that I was losing a little
bit of weight, down to 156 lbs on a 5 foot 6 frame.
Just as I was down to my last 15 dollars, the phone rang. Jennifer from
The Women's Place (TWP) was calling and asked me if I could come right
down to Stillman Hall to speak with her for a few moments. Jennifer
sounded rushed on the phone, like something had happened and she needed
help. While this excited me, it dawned on me that I had no idea what to
wear and only had a few moments to find something! I donned some slacks
and a nice pressed shirt with loafers, threw on some hair gel and ran out
the door, excited that she might want me to help out.
When I got there I met Jennifer, the assistant director of The Women's
Place. Ms. Jennifer was a tall slender woman in her early thirties, who'd
graduated a few years earlier with her MSW now holding an important role
at this agency. Her confidence impressed me and made me wish that I was
that self- assured. I couldn't help but admire her choice of outfit, a
nice pale red print blouse with a below the knee beige skirt and black
low heel pumps. She wasn't wearing hose and I got the feeling that she
never did. Her jewelry was tasteful and conservative. I wanted to see
what her purse looked like but she had it hidden behind the desk.
Anyway Jennifer explained in hurried fashion that Emily, the girl chosen
for the graduate assistant job at TWP had abruptly left the position and
they needed someone Now to take over. Jen said that while I had the best
resume, I wasn't chosen because I was a man. But now since Emily left,
and took off with her boyfriend to leave school and get married, that
maybe a man would be more dependable and less prone to preposterous
behavior like choosing a lover over her career.
When Jennifer asked in an almost demanding manner if I still wanted the
job, I was so excited that I swiftly said Yes! I couldn't believe how
this worked out and that I was being offered a job that would keep me in
school!!
She smiled after I accepted, but then explained to me that this position
requires flexibility, mercy and compassion and that at times I would need
to be more feminine than masculine in order to care for these at risk
women. Jennifer asked me, "Are you willing to do whatever it takes to
work here at The Women's Place?"
After a few moments of passing thought I couldn't help but again say,
"Yes!" This was after all an answer to my prayers, and may even help me
find some real friends here at The Women's Place, something that wasn't
happening all that much in my dorm.
Jennifer, or Ma'am, as she like me to call her, worked with me to set up
a work schedule around my classes, and I begin working at The Women's
Place on a Wednesday. TWP is an outreach program of the university,
helping women in the neighborhood and in the nearby town who are low on
resources and need food, jobs, help finishing school, or even dealing
with sexually assaulted or becoming pregnant. While TWP was funded by an
endowment and offered some services of its own, most of what The Women's
Place did was refer women to other services around town and "grease the
wheels" a bit.
The staff consisted of four workers, the Director (Ms. Jennifer), two
case workers (Rebecca and Stephanie), and me the graduate assistant. This
meant that, because Rebecca and Stephanie were out with clients for much
of the day and Ms. Jennifer in and out raising money and attending
meetings, that
I was the sole staff person in charge of the place during the day. And my
job was to support the others, answer phones and keep the office running.
Thankfully anything having to do with finances was handled by accountants
at the university. Ms. Jennifer said I could send them all of the bills
and invoices for supplies and services over to them. This was great news
to me because I'm not so good when it comes to math!
I was so nervous starting out, but Ms. Jennifer was fairly patient with
me at the beginning and really helped me to learn my job and start to
gain a little bit of confidence. I found it fairly easy to understand the
filing system and the case management software used by the workers and
the reports that I needed to run every day. I met both Rebecca and
Stephanie and found them to be nice girls who were counting on me to take
phone calls and referrals so that they could do their jobs.
Rebecca was probably about 22 years old, a little pudgy and dressed like
a hippie chick. Steph was a bit older than Rebecca, was pear shaped and
wore no jewelry or makeup at all. I think Steph's hair was even shorter
than mine!
As my week long orientation was coming to a close, I realized that this
position is very important, critical in fact to the success of The
Women's Place. It also donned on me that this work, this place, was a
very important resource for the community and that the women I am working
with are so much like my heroes! For me it was easy to look up to them
and was excited to learn all about the real world of social work beyond
books and class.
End of Part 1
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