Who’s a Lady?

Who's a Lady? 

John “JJ” Jennings left the subway station and began walking to his office. On the next block was a group holding signs. Whatever they were protesting, he’d find out when passing them. It wasn’t too big a group, so he figured he could slip by.

As JJ was easing past the group, he accidently bumped a women. Being the gentleman he was, he said, “Pardon me, Lady.”

The woman whirled around to face him. She glared at him, holding her sign threatenlingly. “Lady?” she growled. “Lady? How DARE you call me a lady!”

JJ was stunned. “What’s wrong with ‘Lady’?” he managed to say.

The woman raised her voice loud enough to be heard a block away, “Do I look like a lady? Do I look like a privileged aristocrat who gets rich by exploiting the poor?”

“No. No, you don’t,” JJ softly said. “Sorry I offended you.” He slipped away, walking a little faster toward the office tower.

Now Lou “Crude Dude” Goober comes, pushing a hand cart. There’s no room to get by. He waits a couple of minutes, then nudges the woman who’d confronted JJ and yells, “Hey, Fatso! Get outta the way!”

She turns to Lou and scolds, “Flush your mouth! That's no way to treat a lady!”