To what stereotype(s) do you conform, much to your chagrin and/or amusement? And what stereotype(s) do you defy?
(In case it's not patently evident, this question and its associated answers are not intended to suggest that these stereotypes are true.)
I suppose the most obvious stereotype to which I conform is that I'm a feminist who's fat (and has a bit of the crazy cat lady thing going on). Also: I hate men and have no sense of humor.*
The most obvious stereotype I defy is that I'm a small-town Hoosier who's progressive. That shouldn't really be a humongous surprise, given that we've spawned Eugene V. Debs and Kurt Vonnegut, but there you go.
I can't even get started on all the woman stuff. I love shoes, but I can parallel park like the dickens. I have no sense of direction, but I'm great at math. I love babies, but I don't want to have one. Zany!
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* See what I did there?
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