So I’m out walking today, and as I pass a neighbour tending his bird feeder, I wave.
And the guy calls out to me “I’m feeding some seed to the little birdies!”
The little birdies? What am I, twelve?
No, I’m female. (I have a hard time believing that he would’ve said the same thing to a middle-aged man.)
And (many) men talk to women differently than they do to men. They talk to us like we’re children. Idiot children.
