Why do guys turn into complete pricks?
Trust me I'm not hormonal, I'm just angry.
Yesterday morning I got in touch with an old business associate. Now this guy is a genius, and if I could associate myself with his company it would definitely kick start my slow starting business.
As you can imagine, I switched on my sweet professional voice and convinced him to agree to a meeting.
The only problem is that he doesn't live in the UK. He lives somewhere I have never ventured to before.
A quick weekend trip didn't seem like a bad idea. It doesn't take too long to fly there, it's out of Europe so I could stock up on duty free... There was one problem.
When Solicitor returned from work I sat down with him and told him that I wanted to ask him something.
"I've got a new business meeting. A really good prospect."
"That's good. Who with?"
"An old associate. The thing is... I'm going to have to travel abroad to see him."
Have you ever felt icy coldness run down your spine? Solicitor froze. I could practically feel the ice that ran through his blood. His reaction was expected. I sat still, feeling very much like a child asking her parent if it's okay to take drugs.
Solicitor shook his head, clenching his fists.
"No fucking way."
He sprang up from the sofa, blazing in fury.
"What kind of a business associate invites a woman to Saudi? You're not going. There's no fucking way you're going there alone."
"That's what I wanted to ask you. I'm not allowed to travel alone out there. I think it's against the law. I need you to come with me."
"We are not going to Saudi. They'll take one look at our passports, see we're not married and God knows what will happen to you. I'm not risking it."
"Don't be so dramatic."
"You think I'm being dramatic?" He began pacing the room. "Okay. You do know that you're not allowed to have any flesh what so ever on display there don't you?"
"That's including your face, your hands."
"You're not permitted to go anywhere without a male escort."
"That's why I wanted you to-"
"You're not allowed to wear a fucking seat belt in a car! I will not have you risking your life for a fucking business meeting with some shithead."
"Reasonable?! Are you taking the piss? You think it's reasonable to be lashed as part of punishment? Because trust me, Elise, you step one foot wrong and they will not hesitate to do something like that."
"So I won't do anything wrong."
Solicitor laughed bitterly.
"Okay, what happens if you get ill, huh? Something goes wrong. You're pregnant for fucks sake."
"I'm sure there are doctors-"
"Darling, you won't be able to see one without a permission slip signed by, let me see, a male member of your family. And before you try to say something, I don't count!"
He ranted for hours. He flung out reasons why the plan was so damn off the mark, I must have some kind of mental issue for even considering it. He paced about swearing at the business associate who must be some kind of sick twisted fuck for expecting me to go there.
I retaliated. I told him that my one chance of a break would be on hold because he's too damn set in his way to even bother to listen. That I'd travelled to the middle east before. I'd been to Bahrain, Dubai, Damascus and the human rights laws are deeply exaggerated by the media.
In the end he won. He's a lawyer. He calmed down and pulled up evidence for his cause, including a list of laws and punishments. Did you know that a male can murder any female member of his family and get away with it out there? A woman can not drive. She can not go anywhere without an escort.
I think it's bollocks. It's illegal to do many things, but is it truly put into practice? If you do your best to follow the law I don't see how it could be "dangerous" to go there. People live there for crying out loud!
I resorted to calling my father. I explained the situation slowly and calmly.
Okay that was a lie. I spilled everything out as fast as I could and begged and pleaded with him to come with me. I was desperate.
"No! Solicitor is right. You are not going. I don't care if I have to tie you down myself"
"I'll take away your passport if I have to!"
What the fuck?! Saudi was supposed to have the human rights issues. Not Solicitor and my Father. Maybe its just men in general. Stupid men.
I called my associate this morning and told him that my partner can not accompany me so we'll have to make other arrangements. I didn't say much more than that be he knew what had happened.
"Elise, Riyadh is not as bad as people think." He sighed. "I understand you're dilemma, I really do. We'll have to put our meeting on hold until the Autumn if you can not fly here. I'll return to the UK then and we can rearrange a time."
Great. Just great. I can kiss goodbye to my glimmer of hope. I feel like crying! Am I being hormonal? Do the guys in my life have a point? Or was I completely cheated?