I work in a bakery, and the number of times I hear “This cake is for a man!” Is unreal like… I don’t care about any of your binary bullshit. He won’t be unable to eat the cake if it has roses on it or was written on with pink icing. Kindly, shut up.

I once had someone pitch a toddler-level fit because the scratch-off ticket I gave him was pink. The transaction had already gone through, and lottery is not returnable. Mind you, he told me he didn’t care which of the two dollar tickets he got. Another (male) customer gave him two dollars for the ticket to shut him up, and guy was able to get something different.