Today's post is all about sexism. I think it's hard for men to understand the little forms of sexism women put up with each day. Of course I could go on and on about the big things- rape, reproductive health, equal pay, etc, etc, etc.... But today I am talking about the little things. However, these little things make me want to punch the man RIGHT IN THE FREAKING FACE.
Okay, I know violence is not the answer.
Here's what has been bugging me...
1. Men telling women to smile.
I used to stop at the Hess Station on the way to work to get coffee once in awhile. Sometimes, the cashier behind the counter would tell me to smile.
Excuse me? Are you taking to me? You don't know me. I don't know you. Why are you telling me what to do with my face? I don't tell you what to do with your face. I don't tell you to do anything because it's none of my effing business just like it's NONE OF YOUR EFFING BUSINESS WHETHER I AM SMILING OR NOT!
This Funny or Die video basically sums it up. Women, I know you have experienced it. Men, watch this, and think twice about making random shitty comments to women.
2. Men thinking I need their "help".
A few weeks ago, teachers had an in-service day due to our school being a polling station. Some volunteers associated with the election had information tables set up in our lobby. Right beyond the lobby was the gym, where the actual voting took place.
About halfway through the morning, I left my classroom and went upstairs and walked through the lobby, heading to the office. I came from the hallway of classrooms and I was dressed professionally. To me, it was rather obvious I knew where I was going as I was an employee of the school.
One of the volunteers was a man who was probably in his 60s (aka not old at all). He approached me. "Miss, are you lost?" he asked me.
In the bitchiest voice I could muster, I said, "No, I work here." and kept walking.
This dude was new to MY workplace- somewhere I have worked for 11 years, and he is asking ME if I need HIS help!? I guarantee if I was a man, he would have not asked me if I was lost. I was not lost. I did not look lost. I was just a young (to him) girl who OHMYGOSH NEEDED A MAN TO HELP ME.
Ladies, what little forms of sexism do you have to deal with?