73, I was just thinking along those very same lines while having a puff in the basement. Let's put the high heel on the other foot.
If a man spent his life gaining a solid education in cosmetics, nursing, house cleaning or any other "traditionally female" line of work, I'd be willing to bet that his male friends would enjoy every opportunity to give him a bad time about it regardless of how good he was at his profession. On the other hand, ladies would more likely than not admire his tenacity and would probably tend to hire him rather than an equally-educated female in the same field solely because we've "been there" and have some idea of what that guy went through to get to that level. Imagine if you came home from work and found an Avon catalog hanging on your door knob. You look on the back cover and see a guy's name and phone number rather than a woman's ... "Whoa! An Avon MAN???" And I'd bet if you really needed some Avon, or were inclined to try that new cologne in the sample package tucked in the catalog, that you'd pick up the phone and call him.
Like Rani, I've developed a thick skin over my lifetime because I had to if I wanted to stick around. I've also learned that being in a typically male-oriented profession, I have to basically be twice as good as my male counterparts in order to receive half the recognition. It's just part of the game. Would I change anything about it, or how I am perceived by the masses? No, not really. I'd still be here doing what I love to do every day and wouldn't worry about what people might think.
The only thing that really bothers me is when people automatically assume that I'm a lesbian because I'm into hot rods and have predominantly male hobbies, and that assumption couldn't be further from the truth. Just like some of you might have thought my fictional Avon Guy up there was probably gay or he wouldn't be trying to sell Avon.
What it all comes down to is that we're all here for a common goal, our love of A Body Mopars. It doesn't matter if we put on a pair of jeans or a skirt in the morning, but what does matter is that we're all here. And getting along with each other.