When I opened the door to the sales representative, he looked up at me in surprise and asked to see the homeowner. For him, it was inconceivable that I could possibly own my home. He was convinced I was the housekeeper or the nanny. He came into the house, did a few measurements in the garden, hardly spoke to me, left, and never sent me an offer.
Rebecca Stevens A.
While in so many ways this is an order of magnitude worse, I would note some minor similarity to heading to the car lot to buy a vehicle while female. MarleyK wrote a piece a while back about shopping for a pontoon, I believe, in Florida, and how the salespeople treated them. Same thing. This is so offensive to read you just want to take a shovel to someone's face. Honestly.
Some years ago while I was living in Australia, I was learning to fly ultralights. I had a male friend who joined me once when I visited a different hangar. As he and I walked around one of the aircraft, all the blokes ignored me completely and asked him all manner of questions about his piloting skill. He wasn't a pilot. I was. To his credit, he shut them up by pointing to me and saying just that. They were gobsmacked. Had I been a POC iIcan't begin to imagine their response. Same kind of thing, but again, your experience is worse by far.