Getting tired of (certain) women.

[Bara_no_Hime]

**snip**

I do not wish to reply to your question. BloatedGuppy and Phasmal took care of that pretty well, and I could be offended, but, again, I think they handled that well enough for me.

So I have only one thing to say to you.

"Why did you resign?"

[sub].[sub].[sub].[sub]I like your Prisoner avatar.[/sub][/sub][/sub][/sub]

 

[dobahci]

I'm British and I use the automated checkout so I don't even have to talk to the checkout lady.

Strangers...are strange.

Funny seeing the cultural differences.

I come from Hawaii. We tend to give hugs to complete strangers.

 

[TheVioletBandit]

Also, have you considered that you might just be acting kind of creepy? Do you go around smiling at dudes?

Smile, nod, greet... it's normal here.

On the street?
How do you get shit done?

I can tell you, as a woman, its more annoying to have some random dude come up to you and start talking to you. Just cause I'm a lady doesn't mean I have to give a shit. (People always talk to me at bus stops. I hate it).

Yeah I hate it when people try to interact with me as well, or complement me, or acknowledge my existence. It's such an annoyance to be wanted, sought after, or liked. Ugly people think they have it hard? They don't know the half of it! Try being beautiful for a day; being adored by those you find repulsive, it's just so gross! One time I was at the bus stop and this BALD man complemented my long glorious blonde hair so I was like "uh, whatever" then I spit right in his face. How dare he speak to me! These uglies just don't understand what a total burden this is.

Hyperbole is fun eh?

It's a cultural thing. Phasmal is British, as am I, and as British people, we only have a certain amount of good cheer available to us.

We don't waste it on strangers.

No, but seriously, we just don't care to talk to strangers unless it's about how bad the weather is. We like to keep to ourselves, so when strangers engage us in conversation, it kind of catches us off guard.

This is all when you're out and about. In the pub, we have different rules

Hyperbole is fun and it's a terribly useful rhetorical tool. If done in the right way it can be a funny, and clever way to draw attention to a specific point that may otherwise be overlooked. Sure, hyperbole can be used in a deceptive way if that's the intent, but then so can every other form of rhetoric; so that's a moot point. Oh, and did I mention that it's funny, because it's really funny. Now, in regards to the sour disposition of British folk, I don't know what to say; cheer up I guess, or better yet reinvent yourselves. It's your culture, you can try to change if you want or reject it all together and embrace your individuality. You could even start your own sub-culture which as a rule pushed for habitual cheerfulness from its members. Hell, if cult leaders can convince people to kill themselves surely you could convince them to smile, right?

 

[TheVioletBandit]

I'm British and I use the automated checkout so I don't even have to talk to the checkout lady.

Strangers...are strange.

Funny seeing the cultural differences.

I come from Hawaii. We tend to give hugs to complete strangers.

That's awesome, I admire that sort of friendliness.

 

[Johnny Impact]

You've been pegged as a weirdo, which, given your social ineptitude and the weirdness you admit to, is natural. It happened to me, too. As near as I can figure, the space weirdos occupy in the minds of women is the one normally reserved for strange dogs: probably harmless, but there's absolutely no way to tell what they might do, so hurry on past and don't make eye contact.

Offering a casual hello in passing is quite different from blocking a person's path and greeting them through a too-wide sociopathic grin. I'm not accusing you of anything but depending on your appearance and mannerisms you may be perceived very differently from the image you are trying for.

Be courteous, but don't waste effort trying to earn reciprocated courtesy. If you didn't get it yesterday, odds are you won't get it today.

I think you're overanalyzing the situation.

 

[TheVioletBandit]

This. Especially when I am coming home late and a creepy guy decides to stand too close to me and start talking to me. All I can think is `I am going to get murdered`.

how long have you been having these irrational fears and what exactly defines a man as "creepy" in your eyes ?

Lol. I make a lighthearted joke and now I have irrational fears. Oh, internet, you so silly.

Its hard to define `creepy`, its more of the vibes you get from a person. But things like standing too close, smelling weird, staring or a combination of those. Also, approaching a stranger to talk to them at a bus stop while they are clearly not sending out `talk to me` body language.

are you aware this is "textbook" misandry ?

Are you aware of the word "joke"?

Smelling weird? What does murderer/rapist/thief smell like? I need to know, because I don't want to scare off any potential victims....I mean, I don't want to scare anyone. Seriously though, smelling weird? I was with you as far as the "standing to close thing" but you lost me when your jumped from that to "smells that frighten me". Do you mean if they smell like drugs? If that's the case how do you know what drugs smell like? If you do drugs it's possible that YOUR frightening people with your smells or farts. Wait, do drugs make your farts smell scary? Never-mind, I'm just going to assume they do. Also how does one know when your NOT sending out "talk to me" body language? I don't even know what "talk to me" body language looks like so there is really no way I would be aware of its antithesis.

 

[Elate]

[snip.

I'm not a "woman"...Im a person...you know?

also an itneresting article http://www.cracked.com/article_19785_5-ways-modern-men-are-trained-to-hate-women.html

I want to hit the guy that wrote that article.

And frankly the same is done to men, we're seen as sex craving monsters, who will perv on a woman every chance he gets. Men get such a massively bad rap compared to women in modern media.

 

[Gerishnakov]

Snip

That just sounds shitty and sad. I have had the same friends since I was twelve and the same girlfriend forever so I have no idea what it's like to try to meet new people. This is good to know I guess, but still sad.

Yep, life's all peaches and cream until something changes.

I was in pretty much the same situation as you, until me and my ex broke up, and I discovered I had a shitty job, was stuck in the place I'd grown up, and had zero prospects of a better life in that situation.

Bottom line is that life is not fair or easy. You make your own progress.

Snip

Some people smell like piss, or like they haven't washed for days, or they might stink of cigarettes. I'm a guy and I would find someone who smelt bad standing close to me offensive.

'Talk to me' body language is pretty simple really - the person might be looking at you, or stealing glances at you. They probably won't be doing something, like listening to music, reading, or looking at their phone. If they seem open to you enough to talk to, you might be free to go ahead and do so. However, if they still react negatively to your interaction you've just got to accept that and go back to what you were doing by yourself.

 

[Daystar Clarion]

Also, have you considered that you might just be acting kind of creepy? Do you go around smiling at dudes?

Smile, nod, greet... it's normal here.

On the street?
How do you get shit done?

I can tell you, as a woman, its more annoying to have some random dude come up to you and start talking to you. Just cause I'm a lady doesn't mean I have to give a shit. (People always talk to me at bus stops. I hate it).

Yeah I hate it when people try to interact with me as well, or complement me, or acknowledge my existence. It's such an annoyance to be wanted, sought after, or liked. Ugly people think they have it hard? They don't know the half of it! Try being beautiful for a day; being adored by those you find repulsive, it's just so gross! One time I was at the bus stop and this BALD man complemented my long glorious blonde hair so I was like "uh, whatever" then I spit right in his face. How dare he speak to me! These uglies just don't understand what a total burden this is.

Hyperbole is fun eh?

It's a cultural thing. Phasmal is British, as am I, and as British people, we only have a certain amount of good cheer available to us.

We don't waste it on strangers.

No, but seriously, we just don't care to talk to strangers unless it's about how bad the weather is. We like to keep to ourselves, so when strangers engage us in conversation, it kind of catches us off guard.

This is all when you're out and about. In the pub, we have different rules

Hyperbole is fun and it's a terribly useful rhetorical tool. If done in the right way it can be a funny, and clever way to draw attention to a specific point that may otherwise be overlooked. Sure, hyperbole can be used in a deceptive way if that's the intent, but then so can every other form of rhetoric; so that's a moot point. Oh, and did I mention that it's funny, because it's really funny. Now, in regards to the sour disposition of British folk, I don't know what to say; cheer up I guess, or better yet reinvent yourselves. It's your culture, you can try to change if you want or reject it all together and embrace your individuality. You could even start your own sub-culture which as a rule pushed for habitual cheerfulness from its members. Hell, if cult leaders can convince people to kill themselves surely you could convince them to smile, right?

I think you misunderstand a desire to not socialise with complete strangers on the streets, to a lack of cheerfulness.

Like I said, we have different rules in places of social interaction, like pubs or clubs.

Our sense of humour revolves around self deprecation, sarcasm and dry wit. Like, I said earlier, in the city streets, people who smile are people who are trying to get something from you.

Most of us are happy people, we're just not all sunshine and flowers about it. We have very subtle mannerisms.

 

[Zack Alklazaris]

Hello escapists,

This is kind of a hard and personal thing to talk about, but I do wish to discuss it.
It's about women.
Not all of them, off course, but most of them.

You have aspergers, take it from someone who has it you never are truly certain how you appear to others.

Generally I've been told that I always seem off emotionally and that makes me creepy.

It doesn't seem right why someone wouldn't trust you to drive them home after working with them for 4 months unless you gave them one.

 

[TheVioletBandit]

Also, have you considered that you might just be acting kind of creepy? Do you go around smiling at dudes?

Smile, nod, greet... it's normal here.

On the street?
How do you get shit done?

I can tell you, as a woman, its more annoying to have some random dude come up to you and start talking to you. Just cause I'm a lady doesn't mean I have to give a shit. (People always talk to me at bus stops. I hate it).

Yeah I hate it when people try to interact with me as well, or complement me, or acknowledge my existence. It's such an annoyance to be wanted, sought after, or liked. Ugly people think they have it hard? They don't know the half of it! Try being beautiful for a day; being adored by those you find repulsive, it's just so gross! One time I was at the bus stop and this BALD man complemented my long glorious blonde hair so I was like "uh, whatever" then I spit right in his face. How dare he speak to me! These uglies just don't understand what a total burden this is.

Hyperbole is fun eh?

It's a cultural thing. Phasmal is British, as am I, and as British people, we only have a certain amount of good cheer available to us.

We don't waste it on strangers.

No, but seriously, we just don't care to talk to strangers unless it's about how bad the weather is. We like to keep to ourselves, so when strangers engage us in conversation, it kind of catches us off guard.

This is all when you're out and about. In the pub, we have different rules

Hyperbole is fun and it's a terribly useful rhetorical tool. If done in the right way it can be a funny, and clever way to draw attention to a specific point that may otherwise be overlooked. Sure, hyperbole can be used in a deceptive way if that's the intent, but then so can every other form of rhetoric; so that's a moot point. Oh, and did I mention that it's funny, because it's really funny. Now, in regards to the sour disposition of British folk, I don't know what to say; cheer up I guess, or better yet reinvent yourselves. It's your culture, you can try to change if you want or reject it all together and embrace your individuality. You could even start your own sub-culture which as a rule pushed for habitual cheerfulness from its members. Hell, if cult leaders can convince people to kill themselves surely you could convince them to smile, right?

I think you misunderstand a desire to not socialise with complete strangers on the streets, to a lack of cheerfulness.

....but you said and I quote "Phasmal is British, as am I, and as British people, we only have a certain amount of good cheer available to us." Nevertheless, I understand that there are cultural differences, I was simply being facetious.

 

[Daystar Clarion]

Also, have you considered that you might just be acting kind of creepy? Do you go around smiling at dudes?

Smile, nod, greet... it's normal here.

On the street?
How do you get shit done?

I can tell you, as a woman, its more annoying to have some random dude come up to you and start talking to you. Just cause I'm a lady doesn't mean I have to give a shit. (People always talk to me at bus stops. I hate it).

Yeah I hate it when people try to interact with me as well, or complement me, or acknowledge my existence. It's such an annoyance to be wanted, sought after, or liked. Ugly people think they have it hard? They don't know the half of it! Try being beautiful for a day; being adored by those you find repulsive, it's just so gross! One time I was at the bus stop and this BALD man complemented my long glorious blonde hair so I was like "uh, whatever" then I spit right in his face. How dare he speak to me! These uglies just don't understand what a total burden this is.

Hyperbole is fun eh?

It's a cultural thing. Phasmal is British, as am I, and as British people, we only have a certain amount of good cheer available to us.

We don't waste it on strangers.

No, but seriously, we just don't care to talk to strangers unless it's about how bad the weather is. We like to keep to ourselves, so when strangers engage us in conversation, it kind of catches us off guard.

This is all when you're out and about. In the pub, we have different rules

Hyperbole is fun and it's a terribly useful rhetorical tool. If done in the right way it can be a funny, and clever way to draw attention to a specific point that may otherwise be overlooked. Sure, hyperbole can be used in a deceptive way if that's the intent, but then so can every other form of rhetoric; so that's a moot point. Oh, and did I mention that it's funny, because it's really funny. Now, in regards to the sour disposition of British folk, I don't know what to say; cheer up I guess, or better yet reinvent yourselves. It's your culture, you can try to change if you want or reject it all together and embrace your individuality. You could even start your own sub-culture which as a rule pushed for habitual cheerfulness from its members. Hell, if cult leaders can convince people to kill themselves surely you could convince them to smile, right?

I think you misunderstand a desire to not socialise with complete strangers on the streets, to a lack of cheerfulness.

....but you said and I quote "Phasmal is British, as am I, and as British people, we only have a certain amount of good cheer available to us." Nevertheless, I understand that there are cultural differences, I was simply being facetious.

T'was a joke

We don't actually have any cheerfulness.

 

[Daystar Clarion]

Also, have you considered that you might just be acting kind of creepy? Do you go around smiling at dudes?

Smile, nod, greet... it's normal here.

On the street?
How do you get shit done?

I can tell you, as a woman, its more annoying to have some random dude come up to you and start talking to you. Just cause I'm a lady doesn't mean I have to give a shit. (People always talk to me at bus stops. I hate it).

Yeah I hate it when people try to interact with me as well, or complement me, or acknowledge my existence. It's such an annoyance to be wanted, sought after, or liked. Ugly people think they have it hard? They don't know the half of it! Try being beautiful for a day; being adored by those you find repulsive, it's just so gross! One time I was at the bus stop and this BALD man complemented my long glorious blonde hair so I was like "uh, whatever" then I spit right in his face. How dare he speak to me! These uglies just don't understand what a total burden this is.

Hyperbole is fun eh?

It's a cultural thing. Phasmal is British, as am I, and as British people, we only have a certain amount of good cheer available to us.

We don't waste it on strangers.

No, but seriously, we just don't care to talk to strangers unless it's about how bad the weather is. We like to keep to ourselves, so when strangers engage us in conversation, it kind of catches us off guard.

This is all when you're out and about. In the pub, we have different rules

Hyperbole is fun and it's a terribly useful rhetorical tool. If done in the right way it can be a funny, and clever way to draw attention to a specific point that may otherwise be overlooked. Sure, hyperbole can be used in a deceptive way if that's the intent, but then so can every other form of rhetoric; so that's a moot point. Oh, and did I mention that it's funny, because it's really funny. Now, in regards to the sour disposition of British folk, I don't know what to say; cheer up I guess, or better yet reinvent yourselves. It's your culture, you can try to change if you want or reject it all together and embrace your individuality. You could even start your own sub-culture which as a rule pushed for habitual cheerfulness from its members. Hell, if cult leaders can convince people to kill themselves surely you could convince them to smile, right?

I think you misunderstand a desire to not socialise with complete strangers on the streets, to a lack of cheerfulness.

....but you said and I quote "Phasmal is British, as am I, and as British people, we only have a certain amount of good cheer available to us." Nevertheless, I understand that there are cultural differences, I was simply being facetious.

T'was a joke

We don't actually have any cheerfulness.

I still don't know why the Irish get such a good rep in terms of cheerfulness. We're just as bad as you guys.

Probably boils down to stereotype that you're always drunk.

I know I'm more cheerful when I've drank 10 pints of Guinness

 

[Iron Criterion]

And I will say not one word on this subject, but instead provide you with some worthwhile (if hypobolic) reading.

http://www.cracked.com/article_19785_5-ways-modern-men-are-trained-to-hate-women.html

 

[Daystar Clarion]

Also, have you considered that you might just be acting kind of creepy? Do you go around smiling at dudes?

Smile, nod, greet... it's normal here.

On the street?
How do you get shit done?

I can tell you, as a woman, its more annoying to have some random dude come up to you and start talking to you. Just cause I'm a lady doesn't mean I have to give a shit. (People always talk to me at bus stops. I hate it).

Yeah I hate it when people try to interact with me as well, or complement me, or acknowledge my existence. It's such an annoyance to be wanted, sought after, or liked. Ugly people think they have it hard? They don't know the half of it! Try being beautiful for a day; being adored by those you find repulsive, it's just so gross! One time I was at the bus stop and this BALD man complemented my long glorious blonde hair so I was like "uh, whatever" then I spit right in his face. How dare he speak to me! These uglies just don't understand what a total burden this is.

Hyperbole is fun eh?

It's a cultural thing. Phasmal is British, as am I, and as British people, we only have a certain amount of good cheer available to us.

We don't waste it on strangers.

No, but seriously, we just don't care to talk to strangers unless it's about how bad the weather is. We like to keep to ourselves, so when strangers engage us in conversation, it kind of catches us off guard.

This is all when you're out and about. In the pub, we have different rules

Hyperbole is fun and it's a terribly useful rhetorical tool. If done in the right way it can be a funny, and clever way to draw attention to a specific point that may otherwise be overlooked. Sure, hyperbole can be used in a deceptive way if that's the intent, but then so can every other form of rhetoric; so that's a moot point. Oh, and did I mention that it's funny, because it's really funny. Now, in regards to the sour disposition of British folk, I don't know what to say; cheer up I guess, or better yet reinvent yourselves. It's your culture, you can try to change if you want or reject it all together and embrace your individuality. You could even start your own sub-culture which as a rule pushed for habitual cheerfulness from its members. Hell, if cult leaders can convince people to kill themselves surely you could convince them to smile, right?

I think you misunderstand a desire to not socialise with complete strangers on the streets, to a lack of cheerfulness.

....but you said and I quote "Phasmal is British, as am I, and as British people, we only have a certain amount of good cheer available to us." Nevertheless, I understand that there are cultural differences, I was simply being facetious.

T'was a joke

We don't actually have any cheerfulness.

I still don't know why the Irish get such a good rep in terms of cheerfulness. We're just as bad as you guys.

Probably boils down to stereotype that you're always drunk.

I know I'm more cheerful when I've drank 10 pints of Guinness

Yeah, unfortunately the 11th pint is the angry pint. Luckily 11 pints of Guinness renders most people pretty harmless.

Hilariously harmless

"Buctha fuggaI'llkill youz!"

"Aww, he's adorable!"

 

[TheVioletBandit]

Also, have you considered that you might just be acting kind of creepy? Do you go around smiling at dudes?

Smile, nod, greet... it's normal here.

On the street?
How do you get shit done?

I can tell you, as a woman, its more annoying to have some random dude come up to you and start talking to you. Just cause I'm a lady doesn't mean I have to give a shit. (People always talk to me at bus stops. I hate it).

Yeah I hate it when people try to interact with me as well, or complement me, or acknowledge my existence. It's such an annoyance to be wanted, sought after, or liked. Ugly people think they have it hard? They don't know the half of it! Try being beautiful for a day; being adored by those you find repulsive, it's just so gross! One time I was at the bus stop and this BALD man complemented my long glorious blonde hair so I was like "uh, whatever" then I spit right in his face. How dare he speak to me! These uglies just don't understand what a total burden this is.

Someone is deeply butthurt.

Is that it? that's the whole of your argument? Someone is sadly basic and uncreative. At least tell me why you disagree with me, that is if you even disagree with me. For all I know your comment is one of mistaken empathy. Maybe your butt hurts most of all or your "butthurt" most of all? (however you use this made-up word). Anyway, Something about how painful your ass is. You may as well have just wrote "fail" or "u mad bro". I mean, come on! Put a little effort into you posts for fuck's sake. Actually, I take that back; if this is the kind of post you normally make I would hate to see the literary diarrhea you could come up with if you actually tried, so just forget I mentioned it.