I had something similar to
's example … when I lived in southern Nevada there was a punk dude who lived down the street who was always mouthing off about my small, slim quarab mare. She was too small, she wasn't registered and therefore inferior to his fancy papered roping horses, etc etc etc. He didn't like me either; said I was too weak and short and would never be as good as male riders. This is during the time I was breaking colts for Bill Hunter, who gave me a lot of crap (just like he did every other person he knew - I always figured it made me 'one of the guys' and gave it right back) but also always told me when he thought I handled a horse well or put a good start on a colt.
Punk Dude came around looking for a job and Bill had just had three colts in to saddle break. He said he'd give Punk Dude a week and if he could break one of the colts better then my two he'd give him a go. Punk Dude was on his colt day one, and made a point to comment about that to Bill every chance he got, especially when I didn't climb aboard either of my two until the third day. I had to giggle when he told Bill, "She's probably not used to riding REAL horses after that scrawny thing she usually rides," and Bill replied, "You mean the one she rides bridleless?" End of the week came around and Punk Dude and I presented our work. Neither of mine were as far along as Punk Dude's, but they were both more well rounded. His had been rushed through desensitizing and had zero groundwork, so saddling was still an adventure and if you wanted to move the colt's hip or shoulder over, good luck. He also hadn't been taught to give to the bit so while he did turn, it was with his nose poked out and he had to be sort of muscled around.
Bill sent him packing with a jovial "Well at least now you can get back to your REAL horses," and I laughed so hard at the look on Punk Dude's face I thought I would choke. I ran into him a few months after that, on the day the picture below was taken, and caught him staring at Mirage while I rode. I waved, and he waved back, though only with one finger.