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attention, boyfriend, boys, compliments, flirting, happy, makeup, married, men, no means no, promise ring, respect, ring, These Boys Won't Stop Bothering Me
I know, I know, cry me a river. There was a time when I would’ve died for that kind of attention and had wanted to kick anyone’s butt who complained about a thing like this. Well, not anymore. I have a boyfriend of five and a half years and I have a promise ring that I tell people is a wedding ring when need be. Sad thing is even when men find out I’m “married” they will most times still flirt. I consider this very inappropriate behavior because as far as they know I’m married and they need to respect me and my “husband” and stop flirting.
“Are you married?”
“Yes.”
“Are you happily married?”
“Yes.” Yes! God Yes! Now get away from me this instant you creep!
No one seems to respect the ring anymore… or rather most men I come across don’t. To those few who have shown respect after they found out I’m “married” I in turn have a lot of respect for and I greatly appreciate them for that. But sadly they seem to be too few and far between and people don’t respect marriage like they used to a few decades ago. It’s honestly very depressing to me.
Now I know a few of you out there are going to think how overly sensitive I’m probably being because I can’t just take a compliment. I’m not talking about compliments because being complimented and being flirted with are two different things. Compliments can be appreciated and given to others in a respectful manner. Flirting can be unwelcome and disrespectful especially when the receiving end of the flirting is wearing a ring.
Also this is not just something that has happened once or twice. This is something that occurs at work almost everyday depending on how much makeup I’m wearing.
Let me tell you now. I do not need or want your attention in that way if you see me wearing a ring, I do not need or want your attention if I express that I am not interested, me being nice does not equal me flirting, it means I’m doing my job and trying not to punch you and at the risk of sounding cliché for Christ’s sake, no means no!
Have a good one folks! If you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go find me a big stick.