There are some things you just can't beat living in New York. Unabashed prejudice and sexism are some of those things. And when the two meet, well, that is truly something to behold. Example, you ask? Try this:
My contractor, Al "Appetite For Construction" Huckabee, and I were carrying an old loveseat out of my apartment and throwing it into a dumpster when a 60-ish yr. old man who was walking his dog felt the need to ask about my ethnicity. But he didn't ask me.
"Is she Russian?" he asked Al.
Al did not respond.
"Is she Russian?" he asked again.
I turned to him and said, "SHE speaks English!"
Without missing a beat—and completely ignoring me—Old Man continues, "'Cause you know no American girl would lift furniture like that. Only a Russian."
Amazing. I just shook my head and headed back into my apartment. The worst part? I AM RUSSIAN.