Online, however, the comments from dudes are on a whole other level. Once again, because they are hiding behind their computers, some men feel their duty is to send crude messages to total strangers. Now, I get that I show some cleavage, but so what? Am I supposed to wear mumu's and turtlenecks 24/7 in the soul crushing heat and humidity of Miami just to cover up my dirty pillows? Fuck that shit, dude!
At some point, it got to be such a frequent occurrence that I added a disclaimer to the top of my profile.
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| I even put a smiley face at the end. What's so man-sex-hating about that? |
Now, I don't think it comes across as hostile or frigid as some men seem to interpret it as, but their reactions or complete disregard for my obvious request that they stop being crass are pretty priceless.
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| Zing! |
Or this guy, exemplifying one of the main reasons I usually don't date the typical Miami douche. The macho latino "she was asking for it" dismissive attitude. That because I am not hiding away my body in shame, clearly he has the right to comment or that men should be excused because I "show it off."
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| Careful there, your misogyny is showing! |
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| Apparently, I have man-problems. |
Or this go-getter, who, after not receiving a reply to his super original and verbose introduction, thought that maybe referring to the beauty of my boobs would get me to answer.
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Pingolo is a euphemism for penis in Brazil!
(You're welcome.)
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This post is long enough... Part 2 to follow soon, probably later today :) Ta-ta! (See what I did there? :) Tee-hee)
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