Can’t Hear You Over The Sound Of Your Ovaries, Part 17

I’m an artist set up at a convention. My boyfriend is with me, though he is not involved at all with the creation of my products. We’re both sitting at my booth when a guy comes up.

Customer: “Oh, cool, [Video Game] stickers!” *Looks at my boyfriend* “Do you have any [Character] stuff?”

Me: “I don’t with me, but I have some on my online store and I’m working on some new [Video Game] designs!”

The guy gives me a weird look and keeps looking at my boyfriend. He directs any questions to my boyfriend and seems offended when I answer most of them.

Customer: “Man, can you butt out? I wanna talk with the dude who made the stuff.”

Boyfriend: “Yeah, that’s her. I’m just here to help her out.”

Customer: “There’s no way. Girls don’t know anything about [Video Game]!”

I show him my tablet, where I’ve been working on some designs from said game.

Me: “Dude, keep your sexism at home.”

He quietly bought a whole set of stickers and dropped $5 in my tip jar.

Related:
Can’t Hear You Over The Sound Of Your Ovaries, Part 16
Can’t Hear You Over The Sound Of Your Ovaries, Part 15
Can’t Hear You Over The Sound Of Your Ovaries, Part 14
Can’t Hear You Over The Sound Of Your Ovaries, Part 13
Can’t Hear You Over The Sound Of Your Ovaries, Part 12