so wait, you don't have to explain yourself if you wanted to read a comic because a guy is sexy but but sexualizing female characters is bad?
I'm not trying to attack you, I'm just saying that that comes off a little hypocritical, and maybe a bit like you went into this situation expecting to be treated badly, and that maybe that tinged your view of the situation.
Is it possible that maybe he just suggested MLP because a lot of female customers like it and he thought just maybe he'd try to get an upsell? Could it have had even less to do with gender, and maybe something to do with the other comics you purchased? If it was Fionna and Cake, don't you think it could have been because both comics are based upon popular children's cartoon series currently running?
Could your unwillingness to approach the staff maybe have something to do with perceptions you yourself have about 'the kind of person who runs a comic store' and your feeling intimidated and overwhelmed by being in an unfamiliar place surrounded by strange people and a hobby you're unfamiliar with and possibly unwilling to out yourself as a 'newbie' in front of since you're unsure of how they'd react?
Comic store workers are bad, but customers who put up with their shit are worse
If you let people treat you like crap, you will get treated like crap. Standing there and letting them act like tools and expecting them to notice (or even care) that you felt alienated and uncomfortable, or even offended, while doing nothing to call them out or confront them, is pretty much condoning the behavior.
But he just continued on his way. She had to say, “That’s her book” three or four times before he finally took it in. And then, as if in a nineteenth-century novel, he went ashen. That I was indeed the author of the very important book it turned out he hadn’t read, just read about in the New York Times Book Review a few months earlier, so confused the neat categories into which his world was sorted that he was stunned speechless–for a moment, before he began holding forth again. Being women, we were politely out of earshot before we started laughing, and we’ve never really stopped.
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