OH MAN I FORGOT TO TELL YOU THE BEST THING THAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT
So, last night was the conference mixer - at the bar with the 25-cent perogies. There was free food and beer, and because biologists tend to be less gregarious than our study species’, once the food was gone like 75% of the crowd left. The crew from my university stuck around because we’d discovered the pool tables, and also weren’t finished making clear how hard a bunch of saskies can demolish ‘all-you-can-eat perogy’ night. A handful of others stayed too - including one guy we’ve been calling Man-Bun all week because, well, he has a man-bun.
Now, admittedly we pre-judged this guy based on his hairstyle and mannerisms as probably having a 95% chance of being a douche, but because we’re all adults we didn’t really do anything about it and continued to be reasonably polite.
So at one point all the women in the room had gravitated to one corner, and Man-Bun came over and was like “Oh, we should take a group picture of all you guys, to put on the conference website for next year” (he is under the mistaken impression that his uni will get the conference next year, which it won’t if we have anything to say about it).
So we all group together, and he raises his camera phone, and he says
“Say ‘sexy bitches’!“
Now I’m not sure what experiences in his life had prepared him to expect a positive response to this statement from a bunch of female scientists, but…
The one guy from our crew was standing behind him, and he says all of our faces immediately curled into vicious snarls, like
