Oh for the love of fRuzzy stuff...
...I'm older. Or will be later this afternoon. 5:43 exactly. =D
*looks around* Um...*twirls a one of those party noise maker thingies*

So yeah, older. As such, it's time to impart some of my learnéd wisdom:

MALES ARE STUPID
*has to dodge many thrown objects from her male friends, including a tiger plush* Let me change that--not all males are stupid, just the hormone driven ones.

Does Ginny (who currently pwns today, btw) have reason for this? Of course she does, in the manner of co-workers. Let's name our prime subject "Richard", shall we?

So Dick, who's been hitting on every girl at my store, decides for some idiotic reason that, hey, Ginny must be all lonely and depressed with her boyfriend out of town, why not HIT ON HER? REPEATEDLY?

I may be lonely, but only for one guy, and it sure as stuff isn't Dick. So I ignore him.

Now nature, for some reason lacking other means of comedy (I guess the platapus gets old eventually), gives males this usually endearing quality of tenacity. You see it on all the nature shows--"Even though this male is younger than the alpha male, he still attempts to intiate the courtship ritual..." So Dick decides that, hey, the normal "hit on the girl" isn't working, so he resorts to Option 2. Rip on the boyfriend.

But not just any kind of ripping. Oh no, Dick has to make a BIG impression, to make sure Ginny is paying attention. And in case you thought racism was dead, you were wrong.

I won't repeat the things he said (and worse, that one of the other guys actually chimed in on), but I can tell you this much:

I

WAS (still am, really)

PISSED.

Now, I can honestly say that, if I thought there would be no retribution visited on me because of it, I would have socked Dick. Being Trainer of the Month and the law about assault and battery and etc, I had to content myself with a dark glare. Needless to say, you know those mental statues I have of everyone in my mind--the ones that get carved out a little more by everyone's actions? Well, both Dick and his little buddy (who I had actuallly respected before this) got large chunks torn out of theirs.

Dick came back later and (I think) sincerely apologized (his buddy did not), so, as Jesus has taught, I forgave.

But I'm not forgetting.

Guys (and gals), stop being idiots.