Without seeing how you dress or act, I cannot think offhand why they target you with that question so much.

Oh dude or dudette I have tried headphones in to the ipod to no avail but thanks for trying to help me...perhaps if I get large studio headphones. oooooooohhhhhh Bondage pants

As for the offensive tee shirt idea I can try that...I have to find my Fuck, fucking, frinckin shirt

Last edited by SexingTouga24/7/365 (02-12-2008 09:08:29 PM)

This shirt. Other than that... I don't know. I don't get the question often, but a friend who works in retail does.

Actually, that shirt might just have the opposite effect, because it looks too silly to be taken seriously. d:

ShatteredMirror wrote:

This shirt. Other than that... I don't know. I don't get the question often, but a friend who works in retail does.

Shattered I should so get that shirt...that way when people ask I can point to my chest and leave it at that.

At least you'd get the satisfaction of questioning the asker's literacy? "Can't you read? I don't work here!"

that would be a better response then the way that I tend to just stare in shock at people's stupidity at times.

Last edited by SexingTouga24/7/365 (02-13-2008 07:07:32 PM)

^same, and I work at a library.

Sexingtouga, I find big headphones do the trick. I was occasionally asked that question, but when I wear my ipod nobody ever bothers me.

You could also try looking really mean, and scare them away.

Sadly I got the headphones and they worked   but then they broke so I have to find a replacement.

I get are you a lesbian? From time to time as a question from people I know; (mom, mentor, some kinda of third party friend of my mom,) now I partly understand that I keep my private life to my self.
I don't really have my friends interact with my relatives/mentors at all and if so briefly. As for dates and sexing well quite frankly...I have a policy of keeping my business to myself. (I need my own place goddamn it!) In my defense, I want to avoid the goddamn Twenty Question that I think/know would result.

So, any way to tactfully put a response to the whole no being seen with cock = lesbian quandary?

Because besides getting married  , getting a real boyfriend or making one up I can't think of anything to send an; I am a flaming heterosexual point ............

If this sounds strange excuse due to annoyance clouding judgment.

Excuse me girl, do you like hares?
I think I won't hear anything again in my whole life. I seriously started to think about this.

Mine....

Q: "Are you single?" (asked by stupid men - don't get me started)

A#1: "Forever single, but dating only hot chicks, thank you."

A#2: "I know I don't look like one now, but I used to be a guy. You see, I ran out of cash because of this expensive face-up and all, that I failed to get a sex change. Want to see my d**k?"

A#3: (My lady date French kissed me in front of this guy and you could just imagine the look on his face. Priceless, I tell you. Lol.)

Q: "When are you getting married?" (asked by family - AND I AM SO SICK OF IT)
A: "I'm financially stable, and I don't want kids."

Q: "Do you have kids?" (asked by an 18 year old mom/acquaintance)
A: (I suddenly hated being an ugly hag while being asked by an 18 YEAR OLD MOTHER OF 2 KIDS. When I replied no, the next question was are you a lesbian? Ugh. Lesbians aren't losers if they choose not to get married. Period.) 

Q: "Wanna get to know each other?" (asked by "I'm-so-perfect-for-you-babe-can-I-screw-you" type of guy?)
A: "You mean, f**k? Sorry I just had my fill from that sexy girl over there wearing that hot mini skirt. Excuse me, I think I'd be needing a second round."

...And all of these were spoken in my native tongue, which were far more vulgar and laughter-inducing, but I'll restrain myself because this thread is public.


Edited to correct misspelled words.

Last edited by Seitokaichou (10-24-2008 08:08:49 PM)

lex wrote: "Do you work here?
It's going to be the title of my memoir.

You must do this for real! I insist! That is a great title. I'd read it, and I don't read memoirs.

I had a bizarre question/conversation walking into Barnes & Noble last night for book club.  3 teens (?) stopped me and asked me how long a joke can go on.  Now let me tell you...that was a first.  I managed to fumble some response together and the guy seemed satisfied (he's the one that asked and I decided to defend him against the two girls going on about an inside joke), so I suppose that's good enough.

I get the "do you work here" a bit at the library, but usually at the academic where I work so I'm typically not wearing a name tag (which I should be) and the cart suggests I work there, but maybe I just get special treatment...so it doesn't bother me.  I don't think people ask me at the public library where I work, even without the name tag, since I'm usually doing "definitely works here stuff."  I just wish they'd quit calling me ma'am.  It makes me feel old and that I look as old as I actually am.

Baka Kakumei Reanna wrote:

There was a guy at the bus station who told me that Japanese hardware all had spy cameras planted into them. That was pretty entertaining.

NO WAI!