So the whole dating thing still isn’t going. Not a man in sight that I’d spend my time with over dinner or a coffee.
But here’s one that’s been making me cringe and I know y’all enjoy my seemingly idiot attracting magnet.
I did say no to him already but he is one of those special guys that keeps pushing in the hopes that I have a change of heart because he’s been harassing me and then I magically fall at his feet and offer myself for the taking because I’d been blind to his obvious wit and charm. Not.
Maybe I should have an auto response saved somewhere to send when a guy doesn’t understand I’m not interested – along the lines of:
Hello random man that won’t take no for an answer, I said not interested. Back the fuck up, bow the fuck out and take my answer as final. I’m not changing my mind. Ever.
Am so tired of jerks like this that I went and changed my profile to now include that I don’t want cis-gendered straight males who have no idea about alternative lifestyles to contact me. Here’s to hoping the quality improves. Doubt it though!
As you can see I stopped feeding the stupid a while ago. Wondering when he’ll catch on.
Plus if I respond now it will be to loose my shit at him all over again. Fuck I hate being called endearments by people I don’t know. It’s my rage button.
Is that just me? Even shop assistants get told to not call me darl or sweetie or honey. It’s just so…. No. Ick.
And they usually get firmly told that I’m not their “endearment”, I’m a paying customer who is a total stranger to them and I would appreciate them not trying to pretend like they’ve known me for 20 years and want to motorboat me.
I’m not anyone’s freaking honey, I’m here to buy a bloody shirt/skirt/dress/socks/whatever. Take my bloody money, give me my receipt and my item in a nice eco-friendly bag and let me leave the damn store!
Maybe this is old age setting in, being orinary. But it really does get on my goat. Obviously. Hah.