So today my dad ranted at me for a good half hour on how my standards for a boyfriend are too high. The day before I told him that my only standards are for him to be for equal rights and that I would like for him to be tall. Not that he needed to be tall, but I like tall guys so it would just be a bonus. Dad said I would become an old cat lady with that kind of thinking. He told me “that’s just how it is” and asked me how household duties would be carried out and who would do the cleaning and who would do the fixing. Apparently, men are better at fixing and women are better at cleaning because “you don’t see a lot of female mechanics, do you? Men are just better suited at doing the greasy work. Always have been.” He then proceeded to ask me if I was exploiting and subjugating myself if I made myself a sandwich. What??? What does that even mean!?