I recently joined a Gym in Downtown San Diego. When the personal trainer introduced himself, he stuck out his hand- and I shook it. He looked at me funny and explained he wasn’t used to proper handshakes from girls my age; he usually gets one of those limp wristed ‘delicate’ handshakes.

I guess he was impressed I was competent enough to know how to shake hands, but it was odd to me that he expected an unprofessional, girly shake from me- just because of my age and the way I looked.

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