A few hours ago this young woman, in what one could call punkish attire, asked for "the manager". I stepped up, and she lodged a complaint about the "preponderance of misogynist, anti-feminist" blah blah blah stuff that we carry (jesus, I wish I taped it, because then I'd know if she really used the word "preponderance" or did I just feel it?)
It was cute in a way. She was all worked up. I thought she was about to crack up...so I was smiling patiently, waiting for the punchline. Lauren thought she was about to cry.
She pivoted away, not waiting for a reply, so I just yelled "Thanks!" at her back. I'm glad she's fighting the good fight. Everyone knows we need to be taken out for keeping women down!