Will that be all?” I asked the pimply faced teen who ogled my exposed legs as if in heat. My pen tapped impatiently on the notepad while I waited for him to look up. Slowly his dull grey eyes roved over my body and a limp smile drew up his thin, crusted lips making him look more weasel than human. “Yep. That’d be it, ” his cheerful, adolescent voice cracked.“ Great, ” I mumbled, walking back behind the counter.Brandi Salazar
About This Quote
In the above quote, the pimply faced teen is making an ogling face while staring at my exposed legs. His words are completely meaningless, but he appears to be happy because he was given his job. This is another example of how girls are objectified in our society. Girls are not only treated as objects to be ogled, but also as dispensable objects who are paid less than men for the same job.
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