So last week when some guy was stroking my hand and holding the wrist and then started absent mindedly pushing my fingers back. When I tried to take my hand away from him he gripped my wrist tighter - like his fingernails were white - and started pushing on my fingers harder. Still absent mindedly and seemingly without any deliberation. Obviously a strong subliminal desire to break some woman's hand. I yelled at him to let me go and... he ACTUALLY got hurt feelings. Like he actually got wounded and says "So that's how it is then?". I actually felt (I know, I know) bad for a second, just because the fucking tool looked so hurt and despondent that I yelled at him. But then it's like - You Fucking Moron. When were you just going to notice that you were about to break my fingers? Since just pulling my hand didn't work... like - just, you fucking moron! (I do not owe strange men who either deliberately or carelessly hurt me courtesy or niceness. I don't have to feel bad just because he looks sad.)
And it completely ruins my night because then I'm looking around at all the guys and I'm super jumpy and I'm imagining that they all secretly and subconsciously want to break something.
I guess this was a rant? I actually was so irritated by it, that I felt unable to discuss it when it happened. Like some girl in a movie of the week that was sexually assaulted all in the shower and shit - I was holding the hand under a faucet crying "Unclean! It won't come off!"



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