I consider myself a feminist.
Not a radical, all-men-are-assholes kind of feminist. I do not hate men. In fact, other than the media, I've been wondering where all these complaints of misogyny have been coming from, since I have never experienced it first hand.
I've always been treated well by men, I haven't been spoken to in a patronising way since I was a small child and I've never been unfairly discriminated against because I'm a woman.
But this weekend, I had a brush with something that got me very worked up. Some of you may not consider it a big deal, but to me it was pretty significant.
I was looking for a book called Female Chauvinist Pigs, by Ariel Levy. An obviously feminist title.
I walked into a CD/book/DVD shop and asked for it at the counter. The girl at the computer, in her utter emos-can't-care-less teenager attitude, she explained they don't have it. Fine, I can handle that. So my fiancé and I browse for some DVDs.
After selecting some DVDs, I put them on the counter. I take MY wallet out of MY handbag and pay with MY credit card.
She asks my fiancé, to my right, to put in his PIN.
I take the machine and enter my PIN. I give it back to her. The slip prints out.
So, now, on a slip that very clearly says "miss" under the sign here
line, she hand it to him and says "please sign".
I take the slip, I sign it.
At least she learned by then it was my stuff, and gave me the final slip.
I wonder, is it because I'm a woman, did she assume I was not the one in control of the transaction?
Or is it because I asked for a feminist book? And, of course, feminists must be punished for their wicked, wicked ways.