Who here has a bitch face? I’m talking about the face you make when you’re thinking about something, or just relaxed, or trying to figure something out, or listening attentively, and then people think you’re mad at them.
Only women have to modulate our facial expressions when we’re trying to figure out some important scientific theory or risk being called a bitch. WHAT THE HELL, YO. Stupid patriarchy. Only in a patriarchy can we not even think without enacting femininity, or else. My thoughts are my own and not everything is about you. Students expect women faculty to be expressing care for them, in a way that I don’t do and in a way that is not expected from men.
If I am mad at you, I’ll tell you. If my face seems to be scowling, I am probably just thinking. It’s not your right to have women smile at you all the time! When I’m thinking hard, I’m really not monitoring my facial expression, because that takes processing power I don’t feel like stealing from my thoughts, and also I don’t care about whether you think I’m nice. (Except, sadly, my tenure committee does.) I’m not a rude person and I don’t behave inappropriately at work. But I do, on the good days, think about things at work.
This is just what my face looks like. It is here for me, not to make you happy. In what world would a man be criticized for what his face looks like, and it would have any effect on his career? Grrrr.
and in other news:
Who’s with me on the rage?