Guy at work used to think it was OK to only ever address me as big boobs.
"Morning big boobs" etc. I started addressing him as "small dick" he soon
realised that maybe saying "morning Kate" would be a better way to address
me.
On seeing me in my lab coat, a bloke said to me at work: “Oh you're one of
the scientists? I thought you must be the receptionist.”
Walking with my mum, a man sitting outside a pub starts shouting
"threesome? THREESOME!?” at us.
Offered a sandwich at work, I say: “No thank you.” Male boss then adds: “I
expect she is watching her weight.”
Male stranger says: "Tell your husband thanks for buying you those tits,
they're hot."
At the community centre a volunteer asks: "Anyone have a husband who can
come in and fix our computers?" I have an IT degree.
Some guys who live across the road stand outside every day and shout at
every girl that passes. It makes me nervous to go out.
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