Dec. 14th, 2007

I felt very gendered at work today.
Gendered example a)
I said to my [male] coworker: "I really need to find a place that does gun safety classes.  As I wish to take a gun safety class and learn to shoot."
[Male] coworker said: "Why, *I* can help you with that.  I have my firearm safety endorsement, this is how much gun safety classes cost, this is the department that oversees them, and this is their phone number.  There is a website listing, but sadly it is out of date.  Please let me know if this does not completely answer your question!"

Gendered example b)
And later my same [male] coworker said to me: "I think I should read a romance novel.  Just one.  You should pick it out for me.  But nothing paranormal.  A contemporary.  Something with guy appeal."  And I said: "I read *tons* of romance novels.  I am sure I know exactly who would fit your parameters.  I will get that for you!  If we do not have it in the library system you may borrow my copy."

I don't know why wanting gun info and knowing romance novel info would make me super aware of gender, but it did.

Now I need to clean the kitchen and cook some dinner before my husband gets home from work.  For reasons I cannot explain, this does not make me feel gendered at all.  (When I come home from work and J. has tried to cook me dinner but for some reason gotten the timing horribly wrong or discovered halfway through that he does not have some key ingredient, this does make me feel gendered though.  The world is full of odd when it comes to individual psychology.)  I shall take me into the kitchen, clean some dishes, sing along loudly to 1970s era Motown, and cook some sweet potatoes, mushrooms, and cashew gravy.   (I already ate a tasty dinner of takeout chili for me, my "I went shopping after work" treat.)

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