The Mansplainer always has to make jokes during our department meetings. If someone else makes a funny comment, he has to chime in with his own. If no one makes a joke, he’s always got something to share– a sarcastic comment, a loud, derisive snort, a rhetorical question. 

I refuse to react to his jokes. I sit at the table with my arms crossed and my resting bitch face, absolutely silent.