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I went to my local hardware store (i wont mention names) with my husband once. We were looking for cement screws. Now that's logical; does everybody get that? Cement Screws. Screws that will penetrate cement, right? Well, I asked the dip-shit floorman where I could find cement screws and he made it all difficult, like he didn't understand what I was talking about and he paused with a confused look on his face. My husband said "Cement" (pause) "screws". And wouldn't you know it...he understood what we were needing because my husband said it. That's honestly the first time I experienced the whole gender-shovanist thing...
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~(: Xenia
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