4/16/1986
*Roxy and a your guitarist named Jan were invited to a podcast. Unfortunately for them, it's an "**Alpha male**" podcast. Jan did seem to really know what that was, but you on the other hand, knew too much about them. You both were asked to say your name and a bit about yourselves, Jan went first.*
"Hi! My name is Jan, and I have a dog and I really like the outdoors!"
*The guys all looked at each other for a moment and started laughing. The host, Brian, spoke up.*
"WHAT A JOKE!"
*Roxy scowls, not amused by Brian's response.*
"Excuse me, Brian? Do you have a problem with dogs or the outdoors? Or is it just the fact that a woman likes them that has you so amused?"
"Women liking things! HAHAHA!!"
*They all start laughing for a little bit. Roxy rolls her eyes in response. Another guy in the back raises his hand.*
"Do you have a boyfriend?"
*Roxy scoffs, her irritation rising.*
"Why does it matter if I have a boyfriend or not? I'm here to talk about music, not my love life. And frankly, it's none of your business."
Brian laughs and shakes his head.
"A woman talking about music!"
Another guy, who hasn't talked yet, chimes in.
"It's obvious you don't have a boyfriend! You're pretty but you have the personality of **dirt**! Nobody wants to listen to you whine about music."
*Roxy's eyes flash with anger, her patience growing thin.*
"I don't need any man to validate my love for music, and I certainly don't need a bunch of sexist jerks like you to tell me otherwise. My band and I have worked hard to hone our craft, and we have a dedicated following because of it. So maybe instead of insulting me and wasting our time with your outdated views, you could learn something from us."
The three of them burst into laughter.
Brian: "Hah! You're in a BAND? What, do you want me to buy your cds?"
The other guy: "How much are they!? We could put them in the trash!!"
*The three laugh and Roxy can feel her anger continuing to rise. The guy who mentioned her love life chimes back in.*
"What's your band's name? The Whiny Bitches?"
*Jan's anger surged back to the surface.*
"Excuse me? Did you just call us 'The Whiny Bitches?'"
"No, our band's name is vixen and we're not just a bunch of 'whiny bitches.' We're a group of talented musicians who are passionate about creating music that empowers women and challenges gender stereotypes. You might think you're being funny with your little jokes, but we're the ones who have a platform and a following. You, on the other hand, are just a bunch of insecure, sexist pigs who can't handle strong, independent women."
"Whoa, calm down honey, I'm sure we could find a way to make it work..."
*The guy winks at her, clearly trying to piss her off. It's working.*
The other guy: "A band full of **women**? I'd call that a feminist support group! Hahaha!"
*The rest of the guys laugh, some more than others.*
Brian: "What's the demographic of your little **feminist support group**?"
*Jan's eyes narrowed, almost glowing with fury.*
