Several days ago I decided to donate a large box of books (50+ pounds) to a small library near my now former apartment. Right as I was walking to the front door, a young woman was exiting the building. She looked directly at me then at my large box of books and quickly let go of the door.
She would have held the door for me if I looked like Tom Brady. Hell, she would have offered to carry the books for me in her right arm while giving me a hand-job with her left. But I'm not Tom Brady--I'm not even Jay Fucking Cutler.
If the gender roles were reversed, the man would be considered to be a sociopath.
/end misogyny
semi-related:
tl;dr version: A supervisor at Canada Post refused to deliver my packages because they were too heavy (every single one was under the max-weight) and told me to pick them up myself from the warehouse. I called Canada Post to complain and, after being placed on hold for an hour, was informed that an investigation in the matter would take ten business days. Super.
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