I guess I have two reactions to this thread. The first is, I've learned that how well people dress and how "pretty" their clubs are simply may not match their skill levels. As a female, I initially found myself intimidated by well-dressed, well-armed guys. But I quickly discovered that I actually play better than many of them (I usually score about a 105 from the chick tees).
At the same time, I've found that there's an assumption that as a female, I will play slowly. This just isn't true. I take no more than two practice swings and if I'm really sucking it up for some reason (usually putting), I will pick up. Usually I am ahead of pace. Never once have I been chastised by a marshal for slow play.
This past week, my husband and I were in Orlando, playing as a twosome at one of the Disney courses (Palm). There was a slowish group in front of us, primarily because there was a "group outing" (marshal's words, not mine) of about 12 players in front of them. In other words, there wasn't much we could do about the pace of play. And honestly, given the fact that Disney offers resort courses (not private clubs), I expected that we'd encounter some slower play. Not a big deal. Enjoying the sun, the beautiful course, the beer....
Anyway, we did see the marshal stop at the foursome behind us and presumably explain the situation to them. Somewhere around the 10th hole, however, they started coming very close to hitting into us. I just didn't get it. What were they hoping to achieve? Clearly, the course was clogged in front of us and not much could be done. Finally, at the 15th hole, they hit so that they were only about 30 yards away from us as we were chipping onto the green.
I'd had it. So, in the hole, I left them one of the laminated cards I keep in my wallet. It reads "you are a douche." And I wrote on the card, "Relax: it's a game!"
I'll admit that my behavior could have been better. But at least it stopped them from hitting into us for the final three holes.