These Shoes Were Made For Walking… Far Away From Toxic Masculinity

I am a twenty-year-old female working in a shoe shop. A male high school student comes in with his father looking for school shoes. I measure his feet, pick out some shoes in his size, and get him to try them on.

Me: “All right, go for a bit of a walk in those ones for me and let me know how they feel.”

Dad: “Wow, she’s bossing you around already.”

Me: “…”

Son: “…”