“Well, look who’s here,” sneered my older, tenured, male colleague, “It’s Dr. Diversity.” Leaning into the old boys’ corner of the musty mailroom, he chuckled and continued talking with his buddies. I cringed and pretended to receive his remark as a compliment. With a forced smile, I hurried past them to collect my mail. Surely he wasn’t disparaging my emerging research interest on supporting student diversity. Or was he?