I have to admit, in case of fire, I would prefer to be rescued by large, male firefighters

I scheduled an appointment for the cable company to come fix my cable. The technician they sent is an old lady. She had to stop on the fourth floor because she couldn't climb to a fifth-floor walkup. She spent at least five minutes just sitting in a chair in my apartment, recovering.

She sounds like a native English speaker, though, which is a big plus.

Update: She totally fixed that shiznit.