There's been a fair amount in the press recently about well-known women calling out the sexist, crappy questions that get thrown at them, but never at their male peers.
Emma Stone got fed up with being asked inane questions about her hair
and finally snapped during a Teen Vogue interview she and Andrew Garfield sat through recently. "You get the interesting, poignant questions because you're a boy
" she said to Garfield.
There's also a photo circulating Twitter of Hillary Clinton looking
dagger-eyed apparently after being asked the question: "Which designers do you prefer?
" "Would you ever ask a man that question
", she responded,
", admitted the shame-faced interviewer.
I would in no way ever seek to compare myself with an A-list actress or the US Secretary of State, but today I got my own little taste of inane, casually sexist conversation. A recruitment consultant called this afternoon to enquire about job postings. Here's how our little chat went:
Him: Ah, so I finally reach someone, I tried calling last night and couldn't get through. Part-timer.
Me: That's strange; I was here until around 6pm last night.
Him: You were probably busy doing your make up.
Me: Ha ha.
I just wonder if he'd have asked Frank the same question.