Here’s the scene…
I’m at the gym doing what I do and a few metres away from me a lady is trying unsuccessfully to put a handle on a Lat Pull machine. She struggles for about sixty seconds and stupidly (and apparently, sexistly), I offer to help. I know I can attach it in two seconds and make her day a little easier, so it seems like the right thing to do. Well, apparently not. Upon hearing my offer, she looks at me with disdain as though I’m some kind of alpha-male pig and without smiling says… “no”.
Not “no thankyou”, just… “no”.
‘Well this is pleasant’, I think to myself.
They were the only words we exchanged but I have no doubt that she found my offer to be either inappropriate, condescending or sexist. Or maybe, all three. Perhaps she was having a bad day but talk about making shit hard. Talk about creating a problem where none existed. Talk about finding a reason to get offended.
Now I know that some guys are pigs but from where I sit, sometimes the difference between being a thoughtful person and an inappropriate tool seems to be a matter of personal interpretation. Which can be a little terrifying when you’re a well-meaning polite bloke with no agenda. And you might wonder… would I have offered if it was a guy?