“Yeah, so I guess he’s just like your fake boyfriend then.”
I’m walking out of a bar with my friend, discussing a particular affair in my life when directly walking towards us is some drunk asshole who hears my friend’s comments and responds by shouting something along the lines of, “Yeah, I bet he’s your fake boyfriend!”
“What the fuck was that?” my friend asks, nonplussed by the offhanded remark.
“Ugh, just ignore it,” I reply, feeling peeved by yet another incident of some dude yelling shit at me at a bar. It’s the kind of thing that happens from time to time, and this isn’t the first time, and it probably won’t be the last.
“No, who was that?”
“Some dude who tried to holler but I curved him,” I respond. “Honestly, that kind of stuff happens all the time. Guys just feel really entitled to express their butt hurt emotions as loudly as possible.”
“But that’s not cool!”
“Yeah, but that’s just how things work. I curve a dude, and he’s entitled to harass me and treat me like shit. It doesn’t really bother me anymore, but yeah…people and their emotions. No one can handle a little bit of sexual rejection these days.”
“You shouldn’t have to put up with that kind of treatment.”
“Yeah, well, I do, and no one’s doing anything about it.”
I kind of wonder what the guy who yelled at me was hoping to accomplish other than eight bars of indifferent conversation. Maybe my feelings were supposed to be hurt, but really mostly I feel like ‘oh, cool, someone’s trying to make me have a bad day.’ This is part of being a social creature: some people love you, and some people are really angry that you don’t love them back. But I can’t possibly show sexual attention to everyone who wants it, despite my best efforts, mostly because not everybody deserves it. And it’s my time, and it’s my attention, so it’s my call who gets to experience the validation of my sexuality, so why should I care if someone doesn’t like the outcome of this situation? Yelling at me after the fact isn’t going to change the reality of the situation, and it also isn’t going to ruin my night so…what exactly are you getting out of this again?