Wait, what's wrong with what Rihanna said? Maybe I'm reading too much into it but I interpreted it as "if he puts his mind to it he might be able to do right by his daughter" not "Chris Brown is the best daddy and he should have all the kids."

Related: I had a guy come up to me while I was sitting on a bench grabbing a quick bite in between museums (art historian. I try to hit multiple museums when I get a free day to keep up on new shows. I digress).

I had a group of drunken dudes grab me by the arm on the sidewalk and one of them said—"hey girl, where are you going? why don't you come to this bar with us?" i wrenched my arm away and kept walking and he yelled, "at least you could smile, bitch!"

don't you know? Wedding ring = more of a challenge. They will win you yet!

But then what would they use for an empty transparent excuse to interrupt you unnecessarily and get into your personal space and shit?

Ha, no. No, I wasn't.

no but I did

1. Get mistaken for a female prostitute
2. Got 2nd degree burns form a pop tart
3. Hit Tony Hawk in the face with a poster.
4. Made national news for swearing at BYU
5. learned how to make home made reeses

so i mean, i've got my list of accomplishments too

even better: when a dude DOESN'T hit on you at the gym.

My gym had a women's only section— which was AMAZING because you could work out up there and not get the lecherous stares and come ons of weirdos.

I'm terrified of being mistaken for "that guy" so the ironclad rule is:

your trolly troll buddy has been trolling here all day.

This is why I refuse to go to the gym. I do yoga and crunches on my living room floor twice a day and walk/hike in the spring/summer/fall months. I just..can't...stand... being stared/gawk at and hit on despite my wedding ring, in the fugging gym. My teen has a gym membership and she wears her earphones if she's alone…

I had a guy continually hit on me at my (former) gym for months on end. Despite the fact that I never made eye contact or replied. Finally, I guess it was enough for him, he said,

My pet peeve is when men ask if they can work out on my machine in between my sets when the exact same machine next to me is unoccupied. Usually I'll just point to the empty machine and say, "that one is all yours, dudebro." But one evening I guess I was just exceptionally pissy because when some guy asked if we…

JIMMY WISHES YOU'D LET GO OF HIS BALLS. JIMMY'S IN PAIN.

JIMMY IS SWEEEET ON YOU!

We make a point, and there is silence for about 4 seconds. People look mildly annoyed or confused. Then someone changes the subject—it's like you farted or otherwise did something mildly inappropriate.

As someone who regularly gets evaluated by students, it is DEFINITELY a thing. Sorry anonymous student, but "doesn't wear enough makeup" is not an actual evaluation.

oh honey. That's it. That's the two word phrase I was looking for. Oh honey.