i have long hair
and newfound sympathy for women everywhere, because every time when i go out drinking now some dude thinks i’m a chick and tries to dance with me or get my attention.
this weekend i was sitting in a booth with a friend, minding our own business, and some frat boy leans over and says “wanna have a threesome?” … as soon as he saw my face he looked like he’d seen a ghost. suddenly mortified. i’m not very ladylike. i told him to go fuck himself and he bailed, likely complying.
the weekend before, she and i were at some dubstep night. this black guy came up to me and started dancing and touching my hair / the side of my head. i kinda brushed him off and said “i’m a dude”. he stumbled away, drunk and pissed about being rejected. but he came back later and was more resentful, saying “you still hatin’? don’t wanna dance with me? you still gay?”
