I swear

If one more married guy hits on me, some conservative Republican somewhere is going to introduce a proposition to have me banned since, clearly, my very existence violates the sanctity of marriage.

It wouldn’t be so annoying if it weren’t so prevalent.

I have been hit on by 5 guys this year*:
“Starbucks” (January)
The German (February)
The Canadian (September)
The Guy With the Food Allergy (This past Saturday night)
The Cook (Last night)

Of those 5, The German, The Guy With the Food Allergy and The Cook, MARRIED (60%); The Canadian went back home the day after we met (20%); leaving only Starbucks as someone appropriate and we only spoke on the phone one time. Twenty percent of the men who hit on me in a given year are single and live in the same country as I do.

Cool.

Honestly, I’d rather not be hit on at all. Let’s just go back to high school/college when I was invisible.

 

*That’s not even mentioning this.

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About J.

A former twentysomething with a head full of curls and heart full of questions wondering: when we get to nirvana, will there be food?
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