1) Sitting in the back seat on the way to dinner when I hear one of the two guys in the front say "yeah, like a 65 year old grandma........er.......a....... 75 year old .........
What made this "that awkward moment" are the dynamics that have been at play with the characters, the incredible pause, then clarification in acknowledgement of the derogatory comment it was initially meant to be. For clarity, I am not a 65 year old grandma, but close to it, and proud of it. But it didn't feel like a good moment.
2) At an event celebrating International Women's Day, I met an amazing woman. She used to be a man. She shared some of the colours she has seen through the prisms of her journey and with a wicked sense of humour, some insight into leadership challenges she has faced. It did feel like a good moment.
Yes, "we have come a long way, baby" in some ways, and we still have miles to go to appreciate and respect the women we are and the women in our lives. To not be known for our bra size, or the birthdate on our driver's license, or the deeper voice than expected, but for who we are and what we bring in the moment to the tables we are at. After all, isn't that all any of us want - a few good moments?