as someone who writes about sexism, i'm still kind of staggered by the level of casual sexism one encounters working in a bookshop.
the customer who pointed at the owl ring i bought for myself and said, "now, there's a man who really knows someone well."
the woman who only made eye contact with my male colleague while asking us to recommend a book, even as my male colleague repeatedly gestured to my having read something he thought she might like.
the suited dude today who walked in, looked me up and down, and asked, "is the man who's usually here today?" told that, no, he was working elsewhere, he huffed, "there's usually a man to speak to here," and walked out.
as a woman who regularly works solo shifts, i can testify to the fact that there is often not a man working in that shop. a circumstance, one would think, wouldn't be such a big deal in 2017.