I have never reacted well with condenscendence, especially coming from junior male. I believe asserting dominance is a form of abuse, and I will not have it. Besides, no one, I repeat, no one can so much allege that I am a liar. 

 

I raised my voice, and would not stop until he had shut the fuck up. In between the yelling, I reasoned within my head, raising one's voice does not equal to being right. But I was passed pedagogy. I slammed my hand against the table with pure anger. I have never felt such defined rage. There was not a trace of frustration, doubt or anxiety. He was playing me for a fool. I am no fool.

 

Being a female authority figure I have gained the insight that you will be on constant trial. Male superiors, colleagues and subordinates will question you, your ideas and actions more oftan than that of a man. I don't mind defending my standing points nor my decisions, for logic is sexless. But conversations tend to steer away from professionalism and remarks are made upon things that has nothing to do with work; such as apparel or the enhancement of female attributes or even derailment from such characteristics. We're seemingly in the wrong whether we are too female or if we choose to imitate male qualities. I bet it'd be more suitable if we would just remain silent and submissive.

 

I know there are a bunch out there sitting on needles wanting to object, but really if you've never been in this position, you don't really have a say. Sex inequality is real. Sexism is real. And any fool delusional enought to believe otherwise is not in touched with reality.