The 1950s Are Calling, They Want Their Bigotry Back
I am a woman working in an electronics store. I take a call from an older lady who is trying to connect some audio components to record something.
Caller: “Can I speak to a man, please?”
Me: “I can help you, ma’am. I can run you through what you need to do.”
Caller: “No, this is something a man should be fixing. Put one on, please.”
Me: “Ma’am, currently the only male on staff is currently taking out the trash because he’s new and I have a great deal more experience then him. Also, this is a speciality I deal in often so I am more than happy to place you on hold to wait for him to come back and have you wait while he asks me the questions you will ask him it’s your choice.”
Pause.
Caller: “Fine, I’ll talk to you instead, but you shouldn’t be there! You should be out finding a husband and making some babies!”
The 1950s Are Calling, They Want Their Bigotry Back
I am a woman working in an electronics store. I take a call from an older lady who is trying to connect some audio components to record something.
Caller: “Can I speak to a man, please?”
Me: “I can help you, ma’am. I can run you through what you need to do.”
Caller: “No, this is something a man should be fixing. Put one on, please.”
Me: “Ma’am, currently the only male on staff is currently taking out the trash because he’s new and I have a great deal more experience then him. Also, this is a speciality I deal in often so I am more than happy to place you on hold to wait for him to come back and have you wait while he asks me the questions you will ask him it’s your choice.”
Pause.
Caller: “Fine, I’ll talk to you instead, but you shouldn’t be there! You should be out finding a husband and making some babies!”