Come & share your mansplaining stories here!

[TheStroppyFeminist]

Yesterday a male colleague told me that adding an extra column to my document would make it better.

a) It didn't and b) I've been hiring people since way before he was born so he can FTFO

What have you had mansplained to you recently?

‘The cup of tea is cooler because I put milk in it. So it’s cooled it down - because there’s now milk in it.’

My FIL mansplained to me that mansplaining isnt really a thing and it is just women making an issue out of something that doesnt exist.

Yes I laughed at him! 😂

I often get feminism mansplained to me and how men have it worse.

I had a male friend explain to me how elections work. I have a degree in public affairs. I asked him politely to stop and he responded by unfriending me.

A few years ago my DH mansplained to me what mansplaining is.

Friend of a friend patronisingly told an old school friend of mine during Covid that she didn't understand the fundamentals of the pandemic. Said friend is a professor of immunology and at the time was a member of the government's Covid team, attending weekly briefings with all the main players.

Similar tale to MrNarwhal's. Lectured to at length about something the offending man had read in a newspaper. I have a PhD in, and around 30 years experience researching, the topic.

He had completely misunderstood the article but the confidence with which he lectured me and told me I was wrong was astounding.

This one always makes me laugh

I once received a lengthy explanation of how to retune my tv (which I had already done) after moving house when I phoned to complain the tv ariel wasn't working.

I took several days before they eventually agreed to investigate and discovered in fact that the wires had been cut.

I love that @spikeandbuffy !

I saw one Twitter exchange when a man was trying to lecture a woman on the Good Friday Agreement. He said she obviously hadn't read it. She showed him the book she'd written on it and he said, that doesn't mean you know about it.

I had a painting at a local art exhibition, a man began explaining the artists thought process and the meaning behind it (when i was taking a silent moment just to be proud of myself), I disagreed with him, he told me all the ways I was wrong, I told him I was the artist, and he still disagreed with me about the thought process behind it 🤣

He went around the room all night thinking he was some type of art critic, turns out he failed to get into our local colleges art course.

A guy on Facebook mansplained to me that I meant figurative when I said literal. Dick head.

There is an episode of Modern Family when Manny does that to a girl he likes!

A tradesman who did some work and asked about a bike I have and he said he had a friend who might be interested, I asked if he would ask his friend if I could contact him directly, he was non-committal on that. I also explained I have previously restored and maintained my own bikes, had some of the parts and would have to seek out some others, and I knew what value it was now and when it is restored, I just don't have the time ... I've said all this to him twice.

Yesterday, during a really stressful day he turns up at the door unannounced to meet another tradesman working here and casually sat in front of me while I was trying to work under noisy conditions (something I hate). He decided to tell me in the most patronising way not to worry about the bike he could sort it all out for me. He told me he could do all the research and tell me what was needed for restoration, source all the parts, get discounts etc, and how much the value of the bike is now and what it would be when it was restored so I would be able to sell it for the right price because I wouldn't want to sell it for less than it was worth etc so I wouldn't have to worry about having to try and do all that myself.

ARRGGGHHHHH!!!!!

I was much less than pleasant about having to remind him a third and final time, I knew what was wrong, I knew what needed to be done, I know how to do it, I know it's value. I know the sodding bike, he's not even a rider let alone a motor mechanic/vehicle restorer.

ARRGGHHHHH!!!!!

All he did was get up and walk into the kitchen to collect his money and speak to DM while leaving as though I'd been chatting calmly.

“Wow. You’re a fucking genius aren’t you?”

I work in a male-dominated bolshy industry and speaking this way to the cocky male upstarts fresh out of uni is the only way. I have them talking across me in meetings that I am fucking leading on. Unreal. 😂 I like to skid to a verbal halt, draw vast amounts of attention to their interruption before insisting, politely and graciously, that they talk and talk and talk to explain themselves and their apparently superior point, until they’re shrivelled with embarrassment and realisation.

It’s grim the lengths we have to go to.

An entire and excellent book on the subject
www.waterstones.com/book/men-explain-things-to-me/rebecca-solnit/9781803510071

I've had Feminism mansplained to me.

I once had a tradesman tell me the item I’d bought for him to install was too long. I suggested he cut it to the right length in the middle as each end connected to something, tape up the joint and it would be fine. He hmm’d a bit, nodded so I left him to get on with it.

Less than 10 minutes later he called me back to explain the thing was too long, so what he was going to do was…. See above.

I looked at him and there wasn’t even a glimmer of acknowledgment that he was repeating what I’d just said. I just told him it was a very good idea.

Teenage niece v into literature, family friend asked her about one of the books she's doing for gcse. He then told her what it was about and what the main character's really like. She politely explained why that wasn't the case. Man then said he hadn't read the book.

In a previous job I was questioning some arrogant tech bro on his apparent poor understanding of a particularly important issue (we were the regulator for his industry).

He explained in great detail how I had in fact misunderstood and I should in fact read some excellent guidance the issue he could recommend.

You guessed it ..... I wrote the fucking guidance.

How to deal with my periods. (My period used to give me migraine and female GP put me on the pill. According to some random male, there are other ways to deal with it)

In a Volkswagen garage in the south east, a young chap barely out of his teens told me I didn't want a Touareg because the engine size would be too much for me and I'd be better off with a Tiguan. I just stood up and walked out.

My dad once asked me if I had tried paracetamol after I explained my endometriosis to him
My face must have said it all because he quickly shut up and ordered a heat pad for me