>at the bar
>the barman comes up to the man next to me to take his order
>the man slowly turns to me, arousal and oppression clear on his patriarchal features
>I suddenly become aware of what is about to take place
>fear and oppression seizes me as my eyes fill with unshed tears
>"I believe the lady was here first"
>The barman has one hand down his trousers masturbating furiously at the oppression that is taking place
>The women look at me in a mixture of fear and pity
>I shakily order a cosmopolitan
>Tears are now streaming unbidden down my face as I turn to the man who oppressed me
>"Th-thank you"
>He smirks with superiority, his patriarchal cause fulfilled
>"It was privilege"