Hell, I had that happen when I was shopping for a bed before (fairly young, but old enough to be living on my own at the time).
Salesperson from a specific culture or no, there's something distinctly creepy about a guy who will only speak to your *dad* about the mattress you're trying to buy, and ignore every attempt you both clearly make to redirect the conversation....
Salesperson from a specific culture or no, there's something distinctly creepy about a guy who will only speak to your *dad* about the mattress you're trying to buy, and ignore every attempt you both clearly make to redirect the conversation....




He is my Black Dragon (and yes, a good one) strong, protective, the guardian. I am his Silver Dragon, always by his side, shining for him, cherishing him.
), while he knows nothing about wine! Why don't they just hand him my menu, too, so that he can pick out my dinner for me as well? What's amazing to me is that it never occurs to any of them to be a little embarrassed that their sexism is showing.




and an automatic reply of "You have got to be shitting me, I had my tubes tied 10 years ago" ...... to hear a tiny 'oh my...' from the poor guy.
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