Not by other employees or by bosses, by customers…how to deal? Most of the time the sexism I will encounter is extremely offensive, but every now and then, it’s kinda sweet in a our-generations-are-separated-by-so-much-time-you-would-die-if-you-realized-how-I-happily-live-my-hedonistic-life way.
This morning, a very sweet old man who orders old old old movies and looks for jazz that is usually very rare and any kind of classical music. Most mornings he arrives, he’ll stand around and talk to me for about half-an-hour, and as long as I’m not too busy, I don’t mind. Every now and then his conservative beliefs shine through; and growing up in the bible belt of America, I’m quite used to people just expecting everyone to be, if not Baptist, then at very least an ordinary Christian.
He came by to pick up his movie, Northwest Passage, and in describing it to me told me, “Well, it’s more of a man’s movie. It’s rough and there’s fighting and not a lot of women in it.”
Rather than argue I just smiled and kept working.
“Why are you smiling like that? It’s true.”
“…..well, you know, it’s just a little sexist.”
“Of course it is. I am! [laughing] Who do you think was made first?”
And after a long pause from me, “Well, who do you think was made better?”
And you know, he bought it. He even agreed.