In the last post I told you that I have befriended three dancers, two Americans and a Scot.
One of the Americans is a model while the other one looks like Marilyn Monroe.
Every time we go out we always get so many cat calls from English men it's becoming a little ridiculous.
My birthday night was by far the most ridiculous of them all.
The girls and I were sitting in a restaurant waiting for Paul the Scot so there was an empty chair next to me.
A guy came up and asked if he could sit next to me.
I told him no.
He then sat at the table next to ours and started to ask me odd questions about my life,
which I politely deflected.
Then he began rambling about how much he wanted to marry an Asian woman,
particularly from Japan, and that he had been looking everywhere in England for one.
I told him he should look at a woman with respect and not based on her race.
He didn't get the hint.
I told him about Mr. Branflake and how is the perfect man and he still didn't get the hint.
Finally after ten whole minutes of blatantly and awkwardly pursuing me,
Paul the Scot showed up and told the man he was very creepy and asked him to go away.
Really, men? I know it's not just England where this happens- it's all over.
When I have a son I am definitely going to inculcate in his mind about respecting women
and the proper way to tell them you are interested.
That includes never ever cat calling one.
How do you feel about cat-calls?
How do you handle unwanted advances?
Ps... thank you all for the birthday wishes!
I am incredibly shy about my birthday but you guys always make me feel so good.