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Okay, so I am going to get this out of the way now to not fall into fratching material. Yes, I'd call this guy sexist. Yes, I guess you could vaguely call me a feminist, though if I had to attach a word to it it would be anti-stereotype, since I feel male stereotypes are just as harmful as female. No, he wasn't explicitly sucky, but after both experiences with him I just felt sick.
And for the purposes of this, I will throw out there: I am female. I know, my user-name is typically a boy's name, so I thought I'd state this now.
First time:
My mother, who is the accountant for the place I work at, is behind the desk with me. The store has 11 employees, but only 3 of us are female. Two out of the three work regularly, but we have only started working this past year, so most of the regulars are just getting used to the fact that most likely, they will see me there. (It wasn't uncommon for me to be there every hour the store was open, by my choice.)
He comes up to the desk and looks at me.
Him: So /you're/ taking my money, huh?
Me: Yes...
Him: I guess you're used to that. As a woman.
Mom: That's all we do.
Me: ....
I got the feeling he was joking, especially since my mother joked back with him, and I have a pretty good patience at work. I'm a newbie.
So I just let it go.
Last week, I went to another local store and grabbed food. She asked how I was, and I said I was a bit nervous to go to school tomorrow, because my french teacher has me independent study for an hour she explicitly said not to, and she's known for her short fuse.
She recognized the teacher, and we talked for a bit about what was going on with the school, specifically the recent robbery of the school.
A customer came in, so I stepped away from the counter to make it clear I wasn't in line, and stopped talking as to not interrupt.
He continues to stand there.
Cashier: Oh, we were just talking. You can go ahead.
Him: So you women were gossiping huh? That's all you women are good for.
I recognize him. I kinda lose my voice for a bit.
Cashier: I don't gossip all that often...
Him: Bulls**t.
Cashier: I really don't. She and I just go to the same school, so we were talking about some of the things that happened since I graduated.
We moved away from the subject to the fact that people were goose hunting in this weather--it was thunder-storming--and I managed to find my voice to add that some people were fishing during a thunder-storm on the lake.
It's not terrible. He didn't lose his temper or anything, and I still get the feeling he was trying to be funny. I was just very uncomfortable.
And for the purposes of this, I will throw out there: I am female. I know, my user-name is typically a boy's name, so I thought I'd state this now.
First time:
My mother, who is the accountant for the place I work at, is behind the desk with me. The store has 11 employees, but only 3 of us are female. Two out of the three work regularly, but we have only started working this past year, so most of the regulars are just getting used to the fact that most likely, they will see me there. (It wasn't uncommon for me to be there every hour the store was open, by my choice.)
He comes up to the desk and looks at me.
Him: So /you're/ taking my money, huh?
Me: Yes...
Him: I guess you're used to that. As a woman.
Mom: That's all we do.
Me: ....
I got the feeling he was joking, especially since my mother joked back with him, and I have a pretty good patience at work. I'm a newbie.
So I just let it go.Last week, I went to another local store and grabbed food. She asked how I was, and I said I was a bit nervous to go to school tomorrow, because my french teacher has me independent study for an hour she explicitly said not to, and she's known for her short fuse.
She recognized the teacher, and we talked for a bit about what was going on with the school, specifically the recent robbery of the school.
A customer came in, so I stepped away from the counter to make it clear I wasn't in line, and stopped talking as to not interrupt.
He continues to stand there.
Cashier: Oh, we were just talking. You can go ahead.
Him: So you women were gossiping huh? That's all you women are good for.
I recognize him. I kinda lose my voice for a bit.
Cashier: I don't gossip all that often...
Him: Bulls**t.
Cashier: I really don't. She and I just go to the same school, so we were talking about some of the things that happened since I graduated.
We moved away from the subject to the fact that people were goose hunting in this weather--it was thunder-storming--and I managed to find my voice to add that some people were fishing during a thunder-storm on the lake.
It's not terrible. He didn't lose his temper or anything, and I still get the feeling he was trying to be funny. I was just very uncomfortable.
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