While meandering through your aisles – as I oft do on a Sunday afternoon – I was dismayed, nay, DISGRUNTLED, to come upon an island of books categorized as “Chick Lit”.
Stacked were suggested feminine reading with titles like “Confessions of a Shopaholic”, “Can You Keep a Secret”, and “Little White Lies.” Being a feminist, I was curious to see if the genders were being pigeon-holed equally; if women were being identified with uncontrollable consumer urges, gossiping, and lying, were men being coaxed to read books centered around sports, automobiles, and sci-fi fantasy? I searched high and low, but for the life of me I could not find a grouping of books categorized as “Dick Lit.” Maybe I was looking in the wrong spot. Maybe the collection was so small I needed a microscope. Maybe you just aren’t supporting male gender stereotyping in the same way you support female gender stereotyping. Whatever the case may be, I implore you to rectify this oversight immediately.
A Woman Who Doesn’t Read “Chick Lit”
Ugh, if that stuff is Chick lit then I am definitely not a Chick.
Maybe they <strong>should</strong> have a Dick Lit section. From what I hear, men need a lot of help understanding women. They could fill the section with books on “how not to be a dick with women”.