The other day at work, while we were generally chatting about films and TV and the like, a male co-worker announced that he didn’t agree with Brie Larson’s comments about not wanting white males on her press tour. Automatically, myself and another guy I work with said: ‘that’s not what she meant’ – he then immediately stepped back and allowed me the floor to explain that Larson wanted her press tour to give opportunities to women that normally were not accessible.

We had a spirited debate, where he argued that the right person for the job should get to do it and if they are a white man, they shouldn’t be punished for that; I pointed out that those women could be the right person, but they never get the chance to prove that because the spaces are already filled with aforementioned white men. It was all very respectful and we hugged it out after, but I didn’t realise until I went on my lunch break that a third co-worker, at the same time the original issue was brought up had said ‘you’ve just said that to the wrong person.’