Short Feminist Vent

Today, a male coworker, probably in his late 60's, referred to me as a "cutiepie." Hello. I am 19 years old. I am not a child. I'm sure he was very well intentioned, and on the spectrum of sketchy things this was very much not that bad. But seriously.

Today, and every day, the men in the elevator let me off first. To the point of awkwardness. One of them today (the one who wasn't my dad) was actually between me and the door, but he moved aside and gestured for me to exit first.

I don't want to have to exit the elevator first. I don't want to feel weird holding the door for my dad rather than the other way around, because I'm a woman and he's being chivalrous. "Ladies first." I hold the door for everyone. People hold doors for each other.

I'm not sure really why this is pissing me off. But I don't want to receive special treatment because I'm female. I consider myself to be people's equals, but I feel like I'm not being taken seriously as an equal when I'm being let off the elevator first, or referred to as a "cutiepie" by an older male coworker.

*sigh*