Oh, man. So my best friend from high school (whom I haven't seen in years and years) came to visit this week. She brought with her this male friend I'd never met before, and they were both staying with me and my boyfriend in our very tiny apartment, sleeping in our living room.
Her friend was kind of a douchebag chauvinist, to be honest, but I was tolerating it, because he'd only 24, so I figured he had a lot left to learn about life. Then this morning I took the two of them out to brunch, and Friend starts asking me about my job. I answer his questions honestly for a bit, and then it becomes obvious that he has that whole "socially conscious"/self-righteously narrow-minded attitude about dancing. He's telling me that he's heard that girls just dance for the money (like there's anything wrong with that) and that most of them hate the job, and that everybody involved is being totally exploited. Just the usual bullshit.
I ask him what he's basing his opinion on.
He says, from women he's talked to.
Women who were strippers?
Well, no. Non-stripping females who also held the opinion that dancing was wrong and exploitative.
So, you talked to some women who choose not to strip and came away with the idea that no woman would choose to strip, therefore those of us who do have made some sort of self-destructive pact with the devil?
Anyway, he got really belligerant about it and was trying to get me to admit that I hate what I do and feel bad about it. The punchline? He's studying to be a corporate attorney, but I'm the one who's supposed to feel bad about supposedly exploiting people to make money.
Long story short, I went outside, got calmed down and rational, went back inside and asked him to find another place to stay for the rest of the week. I just couldn't imagine having this dude in my house any longer.
Fortunately, my friend totally understands and doesn't have any problem with what I did. She's still staying here and he got a motel room.
Just wondering, how do you deal with folks like that? Do you think there's any point in trying to argue, or do you just wash your hands of them?
I feel kind of weird for doing something as extreme as kicking him out of my house. I'm generally not an angry person at all. I'm, like, the opposite of that. I just couldn't imagine having this dude stay under my roof and eat my food when it's all paid for by my job, which he disapproves of so much.
End rant. Awaiting your input.



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