Natasha Godard

He leaned in and locked eyes with me. Once he was sure he had my attention he licked his lips and flicked his eyes over me and said with a smirk, "I'll have the... Ballz Deep."I responded the only way I could, with a smile saying, "One 7 Seas, you got it!"I've been a beer fan for a while now, but a bartender for only three months. This was the first incredibly creepy guy I had to deal with. I did what I do: I smiled and was chipper. I can pull that one off well. And I have to be able to. Not because I’m slinging beer for a living, but because I am a woman. I've learned to put up with it. I've learned to smile and deflect. I've learned to be chipper. As Hanna Brooks Olsen says over on Medium, very few men witness this price we pay to exist as women. When they aren’t there to see it? So often, they disbelieve and doubt, even when they are sympathetic. This diminishing of women’s experiences strikes me as the root behind why the now-viral Facebook post by Jordan Gleason, the co-owner of Black Acre Brewing in Indiana, about banning a 60-year-old man from his bar, resonated so strongly with so many folks. In the post, Gleason breaks down that the man told his employees that "he liked looking at their tits while they washed dishes, and their asses while they were pouring drinks." After Gleason confronted the man, he defended himself by saying that what he said would have been okay 20 years ago, and that it was the employees' fault for wearing low-cut shirts. Gleason laid out that i