In a (Gazelle) bike shop in Antwerp, Belgium.
My husband (to the shop assistant): ‘I would like a bike for myself – what do you recommend?’
Shop assistant: ‘Now, that I look at you, the Heavy Duty model for sure.’
My husband: ‘Heavy Duty – very authentic. Describes my whole existence. Let’s find a bike to my wife, too. Do you have also models like ‘Easy Life’?’
With my daughter (13) at the doctor in Antwerp, Belgium.
When stepping in the GP’s office, we are greeted by the female receptionist.
Then we meet the assistant, also a lady.
A doctor comes in the waiting room – female again.
Finally we are called in by our doctor – a woman.
My daughter: ‘Mom, men cannot become doctors?’
At this point I politely ask my daughter to please retrain from any form of sexism.