I consider myself to be a fairly able kind of person. I do all the DIY in this house (in the last week I have put up a shelf, pulled out a kitchen cupboard, skimmed part of a wall and changed a fuse all without the help of a MAN.
I am also pretty able with technical things - I am the one who mends the computers and tvs around here. I like to know how things work and enjoy taking things apart and putting them back together again.
So - to being patronised: I asked a female friend to come and help me jump start my car in a pub car park this morning. She has jump leads because her last car had a terrible battery. I have had cause to jump start this car a few times recently.
So, bonnets up, leads attached and then it began - man peers out of pub window with undisguised amused look on his face. 'Are you all right, love? Need a hand?'
'No' I said 'We're fine thanks'.
Got into my car. Engine started and we left both ticking over for a few minutes. We were just about to turn of friend's engine, when man from window comes out.
'Oh no, no - stop the engine, quick before you kill yourselves!' He then proceeded to take the clamps off and return three of them back to EXACTLY where I had had them (only after I pointed out to him where the positive point was on friend's battery because he couldn't see which was which) and looked at the clamp I had attached to the chassis and said 'Oh dearie me. You don't want to do that!'.
I said (meekly and without conviction) that I knew it could be attached to the negative point on the battery, but it makes less of a spark if you Earth it using the chassis where I had it. 'Oh no, no...' says the man before attaching it to the negative point and creating sparks (grrr)
Then he took over, asking friend to start her engine and then me to start mine before taking the leads off, looking triumphant and saying 'There you go. All sorted.'
Of course, we'd already charged my battery enough the start the engine before he came to 'help'
I thanked him because, obviously it was kind of him to help. It just irritated me that he had seen two young(ish) women and automatically assumed we'd need help even when we said we didn't. I think that if we'd been big hairy men he would have left us to it.
And then I went and said exactly nothing to stand up for us or challenge this - just meekly let him take control and thanked him for rescuing us like a good little damsel in distress.
How should I have dealt with this? I am kicking myself for not saying more forcefully that, actually, we were fine and knew what we were doing thank you very much, despite being 'only' women.