I'm going to be a sky-diving instructor for no other reason than to push so called "macho men" out of planes.
*I will, of course, give them parachutes first. Unless they talk to my chest. I hate that. Yes, I mean you, guy at Target. The girls don't talk to strangers!!! Want to take a sky-diving lesson?
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Hmmm...This post sounds a little angry bordering on physco. But that guy stared at me for the entire time he was checking me out, like 5 minutes, while keeping up a running commentary. It was so creepy. I felt totally naked by the time I finally left the store. Why do guys do that?
very creepy. was he an employee? if so, i'd let the store know
Yep, guy "checking me out" was the guy checking me out...
ick. i vote toss him.
I'm still, well- this is a PG blog... but those type of idiots make me sorry to be male- sorry again Busy, you deserve so much better always.
i'd definitely tell the store
I would, but do you honestly think they'd care? Plus if the manager is a guy he would probably look.
it's the price you pay for being hot
Yeah, what can I say, I'm a hottie. ;P
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