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But even with the training and a teenage daughter at home to constantly remind him when he was saying something that could be construed as sexist, he was never sure when he might be offending someone.
Really??
As the librarian tore her gaze from the baby and brought it to his face, he was startled by how large and dark her eyes were. This had to be some kind of trick of the makeup she wore. No one’s eyes could possibly be that wide and beautiful on their own.
🙄
More upsetting to a type A individual like himself was the plethora of brightly colored Post-it notes stuck everywhere, including on the librarian’s computer screen. Post-its like that would leave a sticky residue on a computer monitor that could be hard to clean.
Oh my gosh, this guy..
Also, are these generic post-it’s, if they’re leaving such sticky residue on everything they touch??
But none of these was the most disconcerting thing John observed. The most disconcerting thing he observed was that the librarian’s backside was every bit as appealing-looking as her front side.
Oh my gosh... this guy. 🙄 And also, who talks like that? “Gosh... what an appealing backside.. oh wait, do you think that could be considered offensive?? If only they would have covered this in that sexual harassment training I made everyone take..”
as he knew from both his sexual harassment training and his many years of experience on the job that eyeing the physical attributes of witnesses was inappropriate.
🤦🏽♀️ thank goodness his years of experience taught him that.. I’d hate to see him if this was toward the start of his career.
“It’s a mother-daughter dance.”
Who in 2020 is still having mother-daughter dances and not something more inclusive of all family/caregiving situations?!
There were no photos of herself—no selfies that some women seemed to love so much—and
Some guys like selfies too... this isn’t just a “female thing”
“Well, I think the whole mother-daughter dance thing is kind of sexist, anyway. I mean, it’s so done, you know?”
Exactly!
Molly was just as astonished as she’d been when she’d learned that Carolyn Keene, the author of her favorite book series from childhood, Nancy Drew, was not one person, but a whole team of authors, all writing under a single pen name.
Mind. Blown. I never knew this!
