*This is just a vent.* I am so tired of men. Yes, yes, not all men. But most men. Why most, you may request indignantly? Because for every man that is a sexist pig, three more quietly let him behave that way with no correction or protest. I work with all men for the most part. My classes are almost all men. It’s construction, so I’m used to raunchy stuff in general and can hold my own to the point that I come across as aggressive and even masculine to those outside the trade. And even in the trade, because men aren’t used to it a lot of the time. Anyway, my point is: I can take jokes. I have thick skin. But we all can see when jokes are masks for sexism, racism, etc. It’s glaringly obvious. And I ignore a *lot* of sexism and racism and homophobia because I choose my battles and I’ve seen people blackballed for being too outspoken . But eventually, my bullshit meter starts whirring away after so much sexism gets spouted in a short amount of time and I just… have to say something. Rarely in the field, moreso in the classroom. Usually it’s because the guys are *vile* about other women in the trade that are more hardcore feminists at a glance. You speak up? You’re a b—–. You get a decent job or something? You’re fucking someone. Last time it was about women being biologically made to be the caretakers and *that’s* why men are justifiably subpar parents and partners – it simply isn’t in them to do the dirty or hard work of raising their own kids. This time it was slut-shaming some sexually active woman and then all the anatomical bullshit about hotdogs in hallways and the usual. I was just trying to fucking *study* and this shit was going on and on and finally I told them how stupid they all sound and how anatomically stupid they’re being. I asked if their dicks were like pencils, being shaved down to nubs from sex. That a muscle being used doesn’t loosen it, etc. Some über toxic masculinity broseph got catty and said I couldn’t take a joke. I responded saying I couldn’t take sexism, and then told him to stfu. I swear, as I said those words, I felt red-hot adrenaline just suffuse my body. I was fucking ready to fight, though I never would initiate because he easily outweighs me by 80lbs and is a military nut. I’m pissed off, not suicidal. At this point the teacher stepped in and asked us to change the topic. That’s it. Not because they’re absolute ⠀cretins or insufferable morons, no. Just because he could see an actual altercation brewing. Come on, man – what the fuck? I get that I chose this field . I get that sexism is basically a side effect of working with men at this point. But I’m just so tired of it. I don’t want to be a pioneer at the forefront of the fight. I just want to go to work, work hard, be recognized for the work based on the quality of the work itself, and go home. That’s all. I’m tired of being told I can’t take a joke because they’re sexist pigs, I’m tired of men acting like I’m an HR nightmare because I got a man written up for *touching me inappropriately.* I’m tired of being a woman in a male-dominated profession because they can’t truly ever treat you like one of the guys. Eventually someone crosses a line every fucking time. It isn’t *just a joke.* It’s sexism, and pretty deeply ingrained sexism considering that’s the basis for most of your shitty little jokes.