Sitting around a table with a bunch of attorneys. One guy describes a multi-party case involving parties who are blind. He says: “We call them the ‘two blind mice.'”
My brain chokes momentarily. I call him out: “you gotta be kidding me!”
No one else says a thing.
He says, “sorry you were offended. People have different senses of humor.”
Earlier in the meeting, he consistently referred to female judges and magistrates as “The,” for example “The Krieger” or “The Tafoya.” Male judges were just “Hegarty” or “Watanabe.”
Called him on that, too: “Are we only The-ing the women? Or the men, too? I want to know how we should use our determiners.” I was actually sort of cracking myself up with those questions, but appear to have been the only person amused.
Don’t think he really knew what I was talking about. I did get an eyeroll from another woman in the room for that one.
I’m guessing I’ve been added to everyone’s list of humorless women. Whatever. Way too old to give a fuck about that.
Or maybe now I’m The Robertson.