I was in Boots this afternoon looking for a packet of cheap throwaway razors.
I asked the assistant where they were and she actually said "for men or women"?!
(Hey, Boots,thought we weren't supposed to be making these distinctions any more)?

She directed me to the "female" razors - all decked out in pink wrappings and massively expensive.
She also directed me to the "male" razors- all in blue, and - strangely - in the "babies toiletries" aisle!

But the funniest part was that 2 young women, (one a TIF with scrubby stubble, they looked identical, must have been sisters) were also bemused by the female razors! I had a short jokey conversation with them about where the men's razors were, we all went over to them, and compared the dirt-cheap prices to the lady razors!

With them and me (wearing my Suffragette gloves & poppy and with my Love Darlington Nurses badge) in the shop at the same time, it was funny how it was ME who the assistant couldn't figure out what I was, male or female.
And it was the TIF and her friend who were browsing the 'female' razors!

You can't make it up!