This business where if you are a woman you get a seat and if you are a man you are socially obligated to relinquish it to a woman is horseshit. There are situations and protocols here. Being a young, fresh girl who has to stand while I sit is sometimes the way it goes. I owe you nothing.
Side note girls: super-tight show-everything yoga leggings, while fun to look at sometimes, aren't very classy in public. If they were pants they would be called pants.
In short: 200 people can see your labia.
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