Here is an idea:
If I am not your type and I contact you, indicating that I am interested in you serving me, politely say you are not interested and move on.
If I do not contact you, do not contact me to tell me so, as it wastes both of our time, and move on.
And, while you are at it, do not assume that simply because I contact you it means I want you to serve me, I want to serve you, or there is some sexual interest on my part, as I assure you, if any of those things were true, I would tell you.
Today, I walked down to Fry's (1/2 mile), then to Wendy's (1.3 miles), then to the Family Dollar store (1.1 miles), then back home (0.7 miles). This is the same day where I read a nasty little message from an allegedly dominant male as to how he would think 'lazy slobby ick' about me, if he were a slave. Hmm .. I wonder how far he walked today? I wonder how far he walks in a week? I wonder how far he'd walk with a cold, in the hot sun, in the dust that he is allergic to? And, I wonder how pretty he would look while doing so?
Then, I wonder where the hell he gets off, realize that he doesn't - and we are both in agreement about that, I guess - and, I go on about my business.
Then, after I wrote that, above, I walked to Fry's, and back home, again. (1 mile)
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