I was on train at the end of last week, sat by a window at a table before the train had set off and a woman gets on. She has a suitcase and another bag. She comes up to the table and asks me if anyone's sitting in the seat next to me. I say no, so far so good. She's kind of huffing and puffing in an annoyed sort of way and generally muttering about god-knows-what under her breath.
She then starts huffing over her suitcase and eventually tries to swing it at the overhead luggage racks but fails to get it up there and if anyone had been sat nearby she'd probably have brained them, so I say "Oh, there's a luggage rack just there if that's easier" (we're only a couple of seats from the door area where I have my suitcase on the floor in the luggage area). "No!" she says, sounding horrified at the suggestion; "I'm not having my luggage stolen!" - and before I know what's happening she's trying to launch her other bag up there and continuing to mutter and seems grumpier than ever!
I start to stand up, saying, "would you like me to put that up there for you?" and before I've even finished speaking she's loudly interrupted me with "NO! Some MAN is going to have to do it!". There's a pause as I stand there like a lemon, and a second or two later man a few seats down gets up, walks over and puts her bags on the overhead racks for her.
Now I'm pretty offended by this! It's on the tip of my tongue to say, "I'm an ATHLETE!!" because, well, I've worked bloody hard to be fit and strong in my life; I'm almost certainly stronger than "some man", and I wouldn't have offered to do some physical task that I wasn't sure I could do. But no, I have to sit back down like the weakling I've worked hard to prove women aren't, in favour of some man - any man - from halfway down the carriage, because apparently only a man can lift a suitcase 
Petty, I know, but I'm still kind of stewing about the whole thing. AIBU?