On A Humbug

A genuine concern has hit me on the head like a brick. My BS moment with dudes usually comes in twos and threes, meaning I will get hit with same unassuming crap by at least two to three individuals. Case in point, not too long ago, literally within the span of a week I was hit with a guy telling me he would give me a try but he has a girlfriend and labeling himself an asshole, another guy letting me know how delectable I was with the imprint of his stretched crotch to then tell me he recently started dating someone, and lastly after a very basic Facebook stalk I found out that I guy who I thought was interested in me had married status on his wall.

Let’s address the present shall we.  I have been doing some soul searching and delving deeply into self awareness thanks to having gone through a rigorous two year MSW program which forced us to do in order to better serve our impending clients.  With this new found self awareness I am always striving at great lengths to make sure I am checking myself regularly.  My issue with how I carry myself became disconcerting recently; when not one but two different guys who I hardly know that are both married thought I would be up to, down for, some vacation sex.  WHY??? The very few in person or online conversations have always been limited to a “hi, bye” type situation. There have never been any signals, indications, or slight misgivings that would remotely imply any form of attraction, thoughts or opportunities.

Granted these particular guys are not my ace boon coons but they are Facebook friends and at any given moment if I so desired could easily blow up their spot.  Let’s say even if my attempt to blow up their spot didn’t work the potential for drama remains.

Who in their right minds is risking their entire livelihood on a humbug?  On some sex that may or may not be good, with a person who may or may not be of sound body and mind. If this is the type of stupidity that can happen once you say the words “I DO” then marriage is definitely not what I’m here for.

I guess I should be happy that in all of these situations I knew what the deal was so I was able to make the correct choice, although my personal preference would entail a significant lapse of time in between BS encounters.

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