Where do you scratch your husband?

It’s perplexing to find men who are supposed to be born rich, educated, well placed in high society, heads of conglomerates, and yet extremely lacking respect for women. Walang modo.

Kasabihan nung araw sa Binangonan, “Hoy pare, babae rin ang nanay mo at may kapatid ka ring mga babae”.

Men cannot be men without putting women where they think we belong— that is beneath them. They don’t have second thoughts of harassing our gender, making a pass, or saying degrading and completely unnecessary comments to women. They think it’s funny or maybe that makes them feel they are the greatest, a gift to the female gender. Men have a mindset that women are inferior to them. These lowly individuals dressed in ten thousand peso barong and a few dollar suits have to find female victims to make them feel complete. I doubt if that’s how their mothers raised them. They can’t seem to live and breathe easily without degrading the female human sector that gave birth to them.

I always get myself into situations wherein men make a pass on me or say things that are really degrading. I’ve probably mentioned before that when I get introduced, there’s always some comments that come up, these witty ugly effing men:

As a female car dealer, when I get introduced, at least one person would instantly find something to joke about or baka makalusot.
At a business dinner, I was at the other table. My colleague spotted me, he said “Annie, si ______ naghahanap ng expedition”. “________eto si Annie, sa Ford EDSA sya, di ba nagtatanong ka ng eExpedition?” The guy stood up and shook my hand.
Magalang di ba? He asked me “Mag kano na ngayon ang Expedition?”
I said three million + He replied “Kasama ka ba sa presyo?”

What I experienced last night was worst than when I attended the APEC Wheels Party, when the former president of a multinational firm asked me if my husband uses the blue pill.

Last night, I attended the 40th Anniversary of the Proclamation of the Lao People’s Democratic Republic at the grand ballroom of the Dusit Thani Hotel.

Some of my old friends from the business community were there too.

At around 7:20 pm, an old guy arrived. A friend of mine greeted him. I heard him talking with the old guy about golf.
We were all standing beside a cocktail table. I turned to look, I said “I heard you talking about golf”.
My friend said, “This is the famous Annie Tan-Yee”. He added, “her husband is Camp Aguinaldo’s club champion”.

Omb—–“He also won two weeks ago at the Fil-Am in Baguio”.
My friend—–“Ang galing nya”.
He told the old guy, “Her husband is a scratch player”.

Old guy asked me —-“And where do you scratch your husband?”

My friend, Jun Ortiz-Luis was caught off guard. He looked at me with so much embarrassment. He didn’t expect to hear such derogatory comments from that effing old guy. I looked at the guy, not wanting to make a big deal out of it I paused and said “Somewhere there”.

I had to do a French leave because I was going to attend a board meeting at 8:30 pm. I phoned my friend about a half-hour after I’ve left—

“Hello? Sino yung bastos na yun?”

My friend——–Si _______________.
Omb——-Sino?
Si_________________. Matandang kapatid ni Johnny Litton.
sya ang boss ni_____ .

Nalungkot ako bigla. I have high respect for his younger brother Johnny and lalo ng hindi ko sya aawayin.

That old guy, if he’s older than Johnny Litton, then he must be at least 80 years old. Oh, poor son of his mother, he didn’t even know me from Adam, and yet he wasted no time in throwing a comment that clearly qualified within the legal context as sexual harassment.

I hope our paths don’t cross again. I will avoid him like a plague if I see him again in any of the business functions. If he corners me and says something like that again, I don’t know what I will say to him. Dapat I should be nice pa rin. Bastos mo pala ang tanda mo na maniakis ka pa.