Helping out at a school alumni evening which involved selling raffle tickets to tables of guests. I offered £1 for a ticket, £5 for a strip which was invariably met by calls for me to ‘take off my clothes!’
My school used to be primarily male dominated, so the tables were filled with elderly men. I was 17.
Of course, I laughed it off and changed my vocab, adding a strip OF RAFFLE TICKETS to the end.
When one of the men asked about my plans after leaving school, I explained that I wanted to go to university to study politics and described the interview process some of the courses required. He wished me luck and I thanked him and left.
My male counterpart was also doing the rounds, selling tickets to different tables. He later told me that the man who wished me luck later said to him ‘she stands a good chance of going to university if she wears a shorter dress to the interviews’.