2017 is too late in time to use "So simple even you can use it," when trying to sell people fancy grills at Home Depot or anything, for that matter. I said to the grill salesman, "You're going to want to amend your sales pitch for present day" and refrained from screaming, "I have two Master's degrees!" because it doesn't matter how educated we are — something doesn't have to be simplified for a woman of any education to use it, which I thought was obvious, right? Also: it’s not, like, a funny throwback joke, either. Unless we, like, know each other and share a common understanding and backstory. Yes, I'm lucky I get to shop places. Yes, I'm lucky to get to share it here. Yes, this sexism is small compared to a lot of other sexism. But it's part of the bullshit slurry.
And then when we got home our (well-meaning) neighbor asked (in response to us being in a band), "oh, what do you like sing or something?" My lady parts couldn't possible hold, handle, or operate a grill or a musical instrument. Wahhhhh. Just...twice in one day.
It’s funny, too, because I was just going to simply post this video of me reading my column this week, “Cut up on the glass ceiling,” about how we’ve come a long way, baby, and all that, but that our businesses (and it seems lots of other things, for that matter) are firmly set in yesterday’s sexist ethos, even if our (tiny, adorable) feet are twinkle-toeing forward.
So, thanks, Home Depot guy, neighbor, Universe, for giving me a way to bring you a cohesive post this week! Women: Reframing fucked up shit since the beginning of time.
With no further ado, here I am reading this week's Full Frontal column from the Newport Mercury! It's also about sisters doing it for themselves (and trying to get others to do it for them, too) and being called "crazy."
It's me, Jennifer Bernice (rhymes with "Furnace": it was my Granny's name) Sutkowski
• More details about my writing here.