Men don't understand how the world caters to them in even the smallest of ways. I got a pair of bone scissors, you know, a kitchen implement, that I need both hands to use because they're built for man-sized hands. Show my husband and he says "wow even I can't use them." I look at him holding the scissors and he's got his fingertips wrapped around the handles. Exactly how I was expecting to be able to hold them. My "expected use" is his "unmanageable."
It's even worse when it comes to actual tools. I'll drive across town and back trying to find something that fits in my hand, only to give up and buy muppet-grade strippers or whatever from harbor freight because nothing. fucking. fits and fuck spending good money on tools that fight me.
You always hear that stat about lefties dying from right-handed tools, wonder what the stats are on women with oversized ape tools you can't get a solid grip on.