Screaming on the inside

On Saturday at work the feminist in me became very frustrated.

Twice, within an hour almost, two patrons with questions completely ignored me in favor of letting one of the male librarians answer their questions. The first one started talking to me, saw Ralph behind me (he was there to talk to me, it’s not like I was the one hanging out) and proceeded to ignore me. Because obviously I can’t know anything.

The other patron saw GC, who was literally speeding out of the children’s room (he was just passing by), and still chose to address him instead of me.

The reasons: I’m a woman, I’m younger than both of them, I look less authoritative, etc. No matter what the reason though, it was ridiculous and wrong.

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