Women menstruate.
Just an FYI.
Mr. T and I got a babysitter for Kiwi and spent the morning test driving cars. At one dealership our salesman was really inexperienced.
And when I say inexperienced, I mean that I'm pretty sure I saw a piece of his mother's placenta peeking out of his sweater vest.
After our test drive, the manager came over to "say hello". And when I say Say Hello, I mean that he came over to ooze his particular brand of douche our way.
Here's our exchange:
Car Dealership Manager: Blah blah blah. Car payments suck, huh?
Mr. T: Um yes. They can get pretty painful.
Manager: Painful is right! Once a month, it's painful. ::turns to me and says:: You know all about pain once a month, huh?
Me: We're leaving.
Me (the rest of the day): No fucking way he said that, I can't have heard him correctly. I must have misunderstood. No way he said that.
Mr. T: Are you ever going to stop talking about this?
Me: Probably not.
3 comments:
WOW!
Don't you wonder if these morons understand the concept of a stereotype? (How could they not?) And, because it exists, why do they not do everything in their power to change it?
WOW!
As an aside, someone needs to alert car dealers that more often than not women have the buying power in car decisions. We didn't buy several cars because the asshole sales people didn't acknowledge my existence. (Which then makes me want to take my new car keys back to their faces and say, a la Julia Roberts: "Big mistake. Huge.")
NO. Oh, how horrible! I'm laughing though. I can't help it. It's just so wrong. He has NOTHING to talk to a woman about besides Her Functions? WOW.
Omg, how hilariously inappropriate!
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