A Brief Conversation with a Female Misogynist

Lori Jenkins is a  graduate from the University of Utah, earning her B.A. in Gender Studies in 2012. She is a feminist, vegetarian, and fan of Wes Anderson films. Check out her fantastic Internet finds on her Tumblr page.

[Note: The conversation below may or may not have happened in exactly these words while I was working as a cashier at a natural foods store in Salt Lake City.]

I ask a woman if she would like to donate a dollar to help women around the world receive microcredit loans. I explain that these loans significantly improve the lives of women, their children and their communities. She looks at me and says, “No. Because I’m a misogynist.”

I just stare at her.

I stumble through something like, “Wow, that seems like kind of a harsh word to use to describe yourself,” to which she responds, “No, it’s not. I hate women.” What the hell am I supposed say to that?

I ask her why. She then proceeds to describe at length the 20 plus years she has spent doing Social Work and how negative her views are of women in our country. I respond, “Well, since you were in Social Work, you should know all about the feminization of poverty and how women, and their children, make up the majority of the poor in this country. Do you think that it has nothing to do with the society they live in?”

She gives me a look which says to me, “You think I give a shit?” and I really should know better. I have been doing this job for a long time and whenever a customer wants to share their opinion, all they really want is to ejaculate on your face and leave. I know nothing I say will make a difference.

She goes on to say that women commit horrible and deviant sex crimes, much worse than men, and that they never receive any legal retribution for their wrongs. She argues further that most times when men turn out to be criminals, including rapists and murderers, it is because their mother was not a good enough mother. She tells me, “Women are awful. I should know, I have three daughters… But my grandsons, they are angels.” I ask if her daughters were still with their husbands and she boasts, “Oh yes, all my daughters married wonderful men,” so I immediately pose another question, “What about all the women who don’t have the privilege to marry the father of their children let alone have the father of their children around?” She responds, “They shouldn’t be having kids.”

“And what about having no access to birth control?”

At this point, the transaction is over. She is walking away from my register, smiles, shrugs and answers, “Then I guess they shouldn’t be having sex.” I feel lost and I barely get the words out before she walks out the doors, I say, “I think that it’s human nature.” She turns, gives me a “I don’t give a damn” look and walks out the doors. She will probably never think of me again.

I on the other hand, turn off my light, put up my “closed” sign, and burst into tears.

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