The Meet Market. After last night, I've decided to go vegetarian. Let me clarify: I'm officially staying away from those places disguised as innocent fun, but meticulously designed to result in boy-girl social interactions geared towards dating.
I looove dancing. So, country swing dancing sounded perfect....but I was sorely deceived. I refuse to ever again get dressed up to stand in a line of females while our male counterparts gaze up and down the line looking for one of us that suits his fancy. It was really, truly like the supermarket meat department...disgusting and all. And, every one of us chicas was left wondering if we were being looked at as a sirloin steak, chuck roast, or low-grade hot dog.
The Future is as Bright as our Faith
12 years ago
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