Snow Picnic

Often when it snows, I see a number of private snow plows on the street–the kind that's a pickup with the plow attached to the front. But they are never plowing anything. I suppose they've got one specific place they plow and that's it. Meanwhile, the big city plows are nowhere to be seen, leaving the streets untouched. So when you get to work your lot might be plowed, but good luck getting there.

This morning was no exception, but as I pulled into the parking lot I noted that it had been plowed recently enough that I could actually see the lines even though it was still snowing. So I pulled in to my usual spot. As I was getting out of the car, the snow plow drove up and the guy told me to move so he could keep piling snow on the pile by which I had parked. I didn't know he was still plowing, so of course I didn't mind moving my car. What I did mind, however, was that he addressed me as big guy. That has to be the most insulting epithet I can think of. I was about ready to pull him out of his stupid truck and smash his face into the freshly scraped pavement. Big guy is what a man calls another man over whom his physical superiority is assured. I would have preferred it if he swore at me. In retrospect, I'm surprised at the violence of my reaction.

So all this got me to wondering, what is the equivalent of big man for women? How would a woman address another woman she felt was physically inferior?