The man on the sending end thinks he is giving me a compliment on my "big butt" and "nice boobies"...nope! These are not for you, Sir! I look at my friend incredulously. "Is he drunk?" It is 2:45 in the afternoon, so likely not the case. Which leaves the more probable solution that he thinks it's appropriate to talk about my body like it's his business.
I don't live in a big city, so thankfully I don't have to deal with the cat calls and verbal abuse that women have to endure on the daily. But this advance is just as unwelcome. My body is not on display for anyone. It is mine and I love it. But I am not a monkey! I am not in a zoo, and I demand more respect than the average bear. So treat me like a bear, and I might not maul your face off. (Cue sweet smile.)
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