You’d think a little respect, or you know, treating you like a human being wouldn’t be too much to ask. To give an example, let’s talk about my bizarro date with Bob from Ok Cupid. But like Beyonce said, “You know I’m not gon’ diss you on the internet/ ‘cause my mama taught me better than that.”) Bob wanted to sleep with me. He pulled all of the typical bullshit lines to get back to your apartment that can seem like he’s interested in you but mean he’s interested in getting into your pants. He continued kissing me before whining, “Are you suuuure?
It doesn’t help that what’s expected of men is a lot less spelled out. Anyway, that’s why, despite the fact that we were fooling around, I knew it wasn’t going to go anywhere. He tried to make that move and I had to give him the “bad news.” And yet, he didn’t back down.
But I guess just calling me a whore wasn’t quite good enough. The only concern should be yours — and whether you’re happy and comfortable and being safe.
Not really sure how I was a liar, seeing as my honesty had just gotten me into trouble. Like Joe says in “The Princess Diaries” (quoting Eleanor Roosevelt), “No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.” Do not give them that consent. Bottom line is, as long as what you’re doing isn’t hurting yourself or others — do whatever the hell you want to do.
I tried to explain myself, like, well, I kind of figured you wouldn’t be into that. It just feels like the kind of questioning that can’t lead to anything good. You doing some kind of sociological survey for the good of mankind?
” This guy was literally upset with me for that he didn’t want to have sex with me on my period. But again, that But more seriously, it also felt really personal and unnecessary, and I just got the vibe that I would definitely be judged.
He doesn't have the best photo, but heck, maybe I should return the favor and check him out. So apparently we have to be “slutty” enough to sleep with someone we just met…