My Body is a Piece of Art

My Body is a Piece of Art
photo by Jaqi Medlock

September 28, 2014

Just. Say. No

Dear Sirs.

I am exhausted of being subjected to inappropriate interactions while you vie for my attention. Don't look at me like I'm a cold-hearted bitch because I demand respect. So I've come up with a list of  unacceptable behaviors. Should you actually wish me to acknowledge your presence... find. Another. Conversation. Starter.

Do NOT:


  • Call at/to me from down the street. Because you look like an idiot, hollering at someone that is ignoring you. And yes, I am ignoring you. 



  • Hiss, click, snap, or make kissing sounds at me. Since I'm not a domesticated animal, I think you're looking for your pet.



  • Honk at me from a red light, pull up beside me, or otherwise stop traffic to ask me ANYTHING. a) I feel like you might try to kidnap me. b) My mommy told me not to get in the car with strangers



  • Advise an adjustment for my demeanor "You should smile more!"  Fuck. Off.  :) 



  • Stand in front of my treadmill trying to hold a conversation. Really? I stop talking to the people that I like while I'm at the gym. Why would I talk to you? While I'm trying to run.


This guy has the right idea. "Hey asshole, women are human beings." If you want a woman, treat her like a lady.

the rest is still UNwritten...

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