Though I never work before 7am I am awake at 3am fairly regularly and can occasionally be found outside (not drunk; I am never drunk and do not go to bars). I like to go on walks for no good reason. And I am someone who occasionally enjoys walking around malls for hours and trying lots of things on but not buying much. I have a crooked smile and often smile with only one side of my mouth (not intentionally).
I assure you I am a deeply boring and quite moral person!
I also almost never wear makeup and most often dress casually. I don’t look the way I do in an attempt to send signals to men, I don’t look awful (though my body type is what a lot of people would consider ‘barely pubescent’), and guys hit on me in my natural state all the time. They mostly seem perfectly normal.
I walk through neighborhoods all the time. I do it because I like to walk and look at things that I would miss passing by in a car.
It’s not the most normal behavior, I admit, but deviant? Please.
There are lot of things people do that are normal but make no sense. Like, I save a ton of money by walking instead of driving, while also getting my daily exercise. So it makes sense for me to walk. But I know it’s not normal. I’ve always tended to be more interested in rationality than conventionality.
Getting hit on while being “dressed down”. A guy may not know that you are “dressed down”. Or they may be drawn to that. It may be “deviant”, but I sure wish more guys were like this.
Gee thanks. I often go to malls without any particular intent to buy anything (and in fact often end up not buying anything). I just wander around [del]staring at all the other weirdos[/del]people watching.
Why am I reminded of that old thread from the lady who assumed that because a guy who was working on her home used the bathroom that he must be jacking off in there?
I agree with this. I HATE women who exude a natural radiance and beauty without the war paint. I kick them out of my bed. Or cuddle them, because they are just as sweet as the night before.
**1. Puts unwrapped cookies into pockets **
1b. And later offers you one. 2. Misses belt loops around the back
2b. For a week straight. The same one - back and to the left.
**3. Smokes cigarettes **
3b. Backwards. 4. Claims to have worked for a top secret paramilitary unit
4b. An awful lot despite it being, you know, top secret and nonexistent and all. 5. Attended a dance with a relative
5b. And still talks about getting lucky. 6. Notably good at "crab-walking"
6b. and pole dancing. 7. Plays hacky sack
7b. While jacking off. 8. Consistently smells like food, drugs, sex, or any combination of the three
8b. And consistently has food, drugs, or sex (or any combination of the three) in plain sight. 9. Drives with headlights off at night
9b. And then kills you with a shotgun in a brutal gang initiation rite after you were only trying to be a Good Samaritan. 10. Prefers to be called a nickname generally unrelated to their birth name, such as “Whitey”, “Mop”, “Kid Blaze”, or “Pop Ski-Dubbley”. ==================================================
Might be true for you, but I’d guess that this idea doesn’t cross the mind of most women who don’t dress up. In fact, plenty of women essentially never dress up.
IOW, I doubt it’s a social clue outside of your head.
Someone who semi-consciously suspects herself of being an opinionated small-minded twit, who interprets anyone slightly different than her as ipso facto a threat (using the euphemism “deviant” for “threatening”). In another decade or century, people like that would be accusing their neighbors of being communists or witches.
Oh come on, there is a difference between “throwing on jeans and a tee-shirt and running to the corner store looking somewhat tousled” and “stumbling around haggard and red-eyed and red nosed with scabby chapped lips, with mascara smudged into deep circles around the eyes, with a $.99 Store acrylic beanie half-covering my limp, greasy, tangled hair, while walking around braless in a huge Garfield tee-shirt with a mustard stain on it and a hole in the armpit and my boyfriend’s sweat pants that basically fit like a puddle.”
If I’m sick and running to the store for some NyQuil, you’re gonna get the latter. And yeah, if you hit on that it’s a pretty big sign that something weird is going on in your head.
For me- if you primarily listen to trance or house music- especially if they listen to it outside of a club setting. I know you all are going to tell me “No, I’m a public defender and I LOVE trance music!,” but in my experience people into these genres tend to be unreliable at best.
Ok, I can understand the annoyance of being hit on when you’re decidedly and probably obviously NOT looking to be picked up. I don’t necessarily think someone’s a deviant for trying to grab really low-hanging fruit, but honestly, it comes across as desperate at the least, and possibly aggressive in a ‘Oh look, this one won’t fight back much’ way.
This doesn’t mean you shouldn’t ever talk to a lady not dressed to the nines, but come on. Pick a better time to crank up the charm than when she’s looking defenseless.
