females bullying males
Oh, yeah - that does make sense - especially if he was wearing a tight (spandex?) bike racing outfit.... Maybe this is the answer.
it made me chew on the subject of social darwinism for a while, and i came to the conclusion that these bullies see themselves as darwinian gene pool policemen whose job it is to weed-out the genetically unfit, to bully them until they decide to go and die somewhere.
i would really like to hear from y'all if ya have something to add-subtract-multiply or divide, concerning my jejune thoughts on this matter.

I've had bad experiences with both sexes - usually neurotic individuals, though i must admit that women were more scary, starting with my mother, and grandmother.

Women can be more emotional and prone to hormonal imbalances due to their genetics, periods, emotional reasoning - still I've met many men that acted more women-like than women themselves!
I'd say it's usually about power and poor impulse control, issues with anger, self-esteem, emotional regulation and some people (of both sexes) being control freaks that just have to have it their way and will use anyone seemingly "weaker" to boost their sense of self importance.
It also could be that women as in your example have had some bad experiences with men and are now taking it on anyone with whom they can get away with without any repercussions. I wouldn't take it personally - she obviously has some issues and was venting in a pretty much immature manner.
Yeah, aunty this ^
I wouldn't take it too personal; society has produced a plethora of dysfunctional individuals.
I've had a few encounters with males and one even asked me, "do you want to fight me, man?"
He was a black guy stranded on the entrance ramp on the interstate, and I had my window down and looked at him, and this.^
I'm sure it was the proverbial "chip on the shoulder." He didn't like the way I looked at him.
I had someone play chicken with me with their truck. This guy pulled in my lane and drove head on for me, but I didn't move and drove straight on in my lane.
He swerved out the the very last moment, jammed on his brakes, stepped out and stood in the middle of the road facing me as I watched him in my rear view mirror. He was expecting me to swerve in the other lane and I didn't. He was looking for trouble.
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I'm a girl and my experiences were rather...well, interesting. From a psychological perspective anyway.
Girls rarely bullied me openly. They didn't have to. All the boys did it.
I think the lack of hostility among most girls might have centered around the fact that (at least in middle and high school) they didn't see me as competition for guys' attentions. You'd have to be blind and deaf to not realize that none of the guys got along with me, and lobotomized to not realize that all the guys wanted nothing to do with me.
There were a few girls that were hostile, but most of these were initially from other schools--including one particular school in a location where I was positive there was something in the water. Kids--especially girls--from that area tended to be mean and catty for no apparent reason. Girls that I'd gone to school with from kindergarten weren't a problem at all, nor were the ones I'd gone to school with (in a different school) since grade 2. The most hostile one was at least one or two grades below me, came from that one particular school where there was an overabundance of mean girls, and acting on the behalf of a guy that really hated me for inexplicable reasons. This particular guy was the first one that physically assaulted me in school (practically smashing me into lockers in middle school with a body slam. OW.) Come to think of it, I believe that guy came from that area initially or at least went to school in the elementary school in the same area as that other middle school.
I had no idea why this one particular girl was acting on this one guy's behalf. He wasn't her boyfriend (at least not at the time).
Sorry, but that's a load of nonsense. People bully others because it's fun.
At least that's true when you're a child. If people still do it as adults there are probably status and self-esteem issues involved as well, but at bottom it's because it's fun to do and they can get away with it.
It was the case when I was being bullied at middle school, at age 12. The main bully even said to me "You deserve this bullying, because you are so weird." He did speeches about how weird and how unworthy a person I was in front of the class, and he actively campaigned to make the lives of kids in the class who didnt have good social skills a living hell. As he had good social skills himself, he felt perfectly justified in bullying people who should "just go away."
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Putting all bullies into the same category does no good. Some bully because they're insecure, some do it because it's fun, some do it because they think it makes them popular, and some do it out of fear.
And yes... some bully with the purpose of 'weeding out the undesirables'. I've had bullies tell me I should kill myself so I didn't pass on my defective genes.
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I think a middle aged lady at my work has been bullying me. I say "think" because I'm not sure.
She's one of the managers. She's never been my boss, but I've frequently worked with members of her team or sat near them. Almost every meeting we're in, she'll say something like: "well for most of us, but not Josh.. He's SO smart!" Or one time, she brought her mother and sister in to see where she works. She said "this is Josh. He's VERY SPECIAL". I didn't know how to respond. She lays it on too think to be genuine. But why would you mockingly make fun of someone to your 85yo mother?
Oh wait. I got another one. There was this girl at school that stole my glasses when I had my head down on my desk. I got a massive headache that day for not having them, and it was one of the days of the week I had to walk home. So... I walked home 5 miles, in the rain, with an excruciating headache (headache because of her). It was one of those very bad days that you remember for a long time. She told me a few weeks later that she did it and described the sound my glasses made when she stepped on them.
A few years later, I was working for a pizza delivery restaurant. An order came through with a customer name of "Challita" (the same name as the girl that stole/broke my glasses). Since I hadn't seen her in several years, I took it upon myself to personally make and deliver her pizza.Luckily, it was her, and all the special time I had spent preparing her meal wasn't wasted. The drive away from her home was the polar opposite of my long walk home. I couldn't believe how relieved I was to finally see her again.
A few years later, I was working for a pizza delivery restaurant. An order came through with a customer name of "Challita" (the same name as the girl that stole/broke my glasses). Since I hadn't seen her in several years, I took it upon myself to personally make and deliver her pizza.Luckily, it was her, and all the special time I had spent preparing her meal wasn't wasted. The drive away from her home was the polar opposite of my long walk home. I couldn't believe how relieved I was to finally see her again.

Why was she fat and ugly or something?
Also your parents should have made her pay for the glasses. Glasses are extremely expensive.
She's one of the managers. She's never been my boss, but I've frequently worked with members of her team or sat near them. Almost every meeting we're in, she'll say something like: "well for most of us, but not Josh.. He's SO smart!" Or one time, she brought her mother and sister in to see where she works. She said "this is Josh. He's VERY SPECIAL". I didn't know how to respond. She lays it on too think to be genuine. But why would you mockingly make fun of someone to your 85yo mother?
Thats bullying.
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A few years later, I was working for a pizza delivery restaurant. An order came through with a customer name of "Challita" (the same name as the girl that stole/broke my glasses). Since I hadn't seen her in several years, I took it upon myself to personally make and deliver her pizza.Luckily, it was her, and all the special time I had spent preparing her meal wasn't wasted. The drive away from her home was the polar opposite of my long walk home. I couldn't believe how relieved I was to finally see her again.

Why was she fat and ugly or something?
Also your parents should have made her pay for the glasses. Glasses are extremely expensive.
My main concern was the cost when I was walking home. I was worried that my parents didn't have the money to buy new ones and I'd have headaches for weeks until they could. Luckily, they were able to order replacements the next day.
The reason I felt so relieved had a lot to do with the special preparations that went into her meal. She was gloating when she discovered I was delivering her food. She said "Josh... it's so nice of you to come and serve me. Wait... you didn't spit in this did you?" I told her "of course not" and thanked her for her business.