[This is a story I wrote in November of 2007. It was one of my first experiences with gender profiling as a single woman, other than the time in Home Depot when I was directed to the aisle that contained switch plate covers after having asked in what aisle the electrical outlets were located.]
I have had to learn many lessons, and challenge many prejudices in the course of my lifetime. Some have been easier than others; some require a lot of perseverance and self-confidence. The one I write of here is the latter.
Just over a year ago, I bought half a house. To clarify the previous sentence I will explain that I already owned one-half of the building and the purchase of the other half would make me the owner of one whole house.