I’m a female philosopher. Last year I went to a high school in the UK to give a talk to their philosophy club. I was signed in as ‘Dr X’ by the school secretary, who gave me a name tag saying ‘Dr X’ to wear while I was visiting the school.
After the talk, the teacher running the philosophy club walked back with me to the secretary’s desk. We stood together at the secretary’s desk as the teacher asked the secretary if she could please call a taxi for Dr X. ‘Certainly,’ said the secretary. ‘Where is he?’
I was still wearing the name tag.