someone weigh in here please
So, all the old biddies at work have decided to get Jade a man. Even if she doesn't particularly want one. Their new favorite game is to point out whenever they think a male has been flirting or hitting on her, cause apparently Jade is really really oblivious to obvious hints of male interest. So every time a guy speaks to me they are all giggling and ooohing behind me...
....to the point that Jade wants to run away screaming.
Okay, so two days ago the ex-porn star customer man leans over to me, waggles his brows, and asks, "Hey, want to come over and do my laundry?"
asdfghjkl; "I can barely handle my own," I replied dryly. And truthfully. I miss not being a cripple.
All the hens started clucking. "He was asking you out!" Well, duh, but I think he was pretty much kidding. Also, THAT IS NOT A DATE.
Chores are not a date, unless the man offers to come over and like fix the girl's car. Which I would be amenable to--my air conditioning died and it gets so hot in my car that the scented candle I bought melted into a puddle that sloshed around and splashed on my thighs while driving. I know hot wax is a kink for some sickos--but it effing burns!!! Upside, my car now smells strongly of apple pie.
I really am not good at or want to flirt with guys, I'm waaay to shy, and really would just rather avoid any guys that show interest in me for some reason cause it usually turns out to be unhealthy, and I have learned through bitter experience that you should not trust men, ever. They act nice one minute and the next you are desperately clawing for a knife to get them off you. And I really don't want to test my luck when fleeing on foot is an impossibility.
Okay, and another d00d who is about my age keeps talking to me, and he has really buff arms, but I think he had a wedding ring, which means he shouldn't be having coy chats with cashier girls. And then there is a little man who's like 40 something who keeps finding a reason to talk to me everyday. Like "such and such was broken, and I thought you should know. So, how are you today?"
And then ADHD boy comes in, and I'm sooooo glad that none of the broads heard the last time when he was in the store. I had walked by him without recognizing him, and he was bent over getting something, and he shouts after me, "WHAT?! NO SLAP ON THE ASS TO SAY HELLO!??!" Anyway, what I thought of as "verbal sparring" is "flirting like crazy" to all the hens, and the fact that he has a serious girlfriend is a non-issue for them. (I forgot to mention the fact that he used to be the world's biggest asshole. That's another thing.)
Okay, if a guy is attached, he's not available, and I don't think it's right to try and wedge myself in there, even if those broads do. I respect bonds like marriage and stuff. They all don't think so. WTF?!
And then I make the blunder of saying that he's been with so many chicks that's a deal-breaker, and they all laughed and made fun of me. >:| But I don't want some diseased gross dude. I don't want some guy comparing my bits to the 30 other chicks he's banged this month, and I don't think you can count on a guy like that to be faithful or long-term, and despite the current climate I still think people should aim for one marriage, and you stay with that person till the end. That's what I want, and why should I settle for less?
All in all, the single life is better than settling for crap IMO.
....to the point that Jade wants to run away screaming.
Okay, so two days ago the ex-porn star customer man leans over to me, waggles his brows, and asks, "Hey, want to come over and do my laundry?"
asdfghjkl; "I can barely handle my own," I replied dryly. And truthfully. I miss not being a cripple.
All the hens started clucking. "He was asking you out!" Well, duh, but I think he was pretty much kidding. Also, THAT IS NOT A DATE.
Chores are not a date, unless the man offers to come over and like fix the girl's car. Which I would be amenable to--my air conditioning died and it gets so hot in my car that the scented candle I bought melted into a puddle that sloshed around and splashed on my thighs while driving. I know hot wax is a kink for some sickos--but it effing burns!!! Upside, my car now smells strongly of apple pie.
I really am not good at or want to flirt with guys, I'm waaay to shy, and really would just rather avoid any guys that show interest in me for some reason cause it usually turns out to be unhealthy, and I have learned through bitter experience that you should not trust men, ever. They act nice one minute and the next you are desperately clawing for a knife to get them off you. And I really don't want to test my luck when fleeing on foot is an impossibility.
Okay, and another d00d who is about my age keeps talking to me, and he has really buff arms, but I think he had a wedding ring, which means he shouldn't be having coy chats with cashier girls. And then there is a little man who's like 40 something who keeps finding a reason to talk to me everyday. Like "such and such was broken, and I thought you should know. So, how are you today?"
And then ADHD boy comes in, and I'm sooooo glad that none of the broads heard the last time when he was in the store. I had walked by him without recognizing him, and he was bent over getting something, and he shouts after me, "WHAT?! NO SLAP ON THE ASS TO SAY HELLO!??!" Anyway, what I thought of as "verbal sparring" is "flirting like crazy" to all the hens, and the fact that he has a serious girlfriend is a non-issue for them. (I forgot to mention the fact that he used to be the world's biggest asshole. That's another thing.)
Okay, if a guy is attached, he's not available, and I don't think it's right to try and wedge myself in there, even if those broads do. I respect bonds like marriage and stuff. They all don't think so. WTF?!
And then I make the blunder of saying that he's been with so many chicks that's a deal-breaker, and they all laughed and made fun of me. >:| But I don't want some diseased gross dude. I don't want some guy comparing my bits to the 30 other chicks he's banged this month, and I don't think you can count on a guy like that to be faithful or long-term, and despite the current climate I still think people should aim for one marriage, and you stay with that person till the end. That's what I want, and why should I settle for less?
All in all, the single life is better than settling for crap IMO.