Last night was the yearly business meeting for one of the woodworking clubs to which I belong, and of which I am the only woman. For three years, I created the club's newsletter and have been an active member since its beginning, about 6 years ago.
Last night, when no one offered to become the new president, the current VP chimed in with what was the [figurative] equivalent of "Tag, you're it!". My "buddies" threw me under the bus. But there will be retribution, oh yes, there will.
My first order of business will be to make the rule that all members will address me as "Her Most Excellent and Highly Revered Majesty."