Ah, Men And Amen
About a year ago, I would regularly go out for coffee with some of my coworkers. I stopped doing so after a while. These two stories are why.
Story #1:
Male Coworker #1: “Hey, [My Name], how’s it going?”
Me: “Ehh, been better. My daughter’s boyfriend just broke up with her, so she’s really down.”
Male Coworker #1: “Don’t worry; she’ll find someone else.”
Me: *Touched* “Yeah, I suppose you’re right—”
Male Coworker #1: “Women have a knack for finding their next meal ticket. She’ll have another boyfriend by the end of the week, guaranteed.”
Me: “…”
On another occasion, a different male coworker made some really disgusting, racist comments about a political figure I admire, and when I called him out on it, he insisted that he was “entitled to his opinion.” I got up and walked away.
And I haven’t been back.