re: #419 Fat Bastard Vegetarian

My sister is a case in point. Is on the hunt (reverse “Cougar style”, if you will) for any reason to be offended, put off, and/or frightened.

Mom’s Oncologist’s partner (a real oncologist and everything [but with goatee, longer hair, and {gasp} jeans) came in… freaked my sister out beyond all rationality.

Said “The guy gave me the creeps!”. My wife works with him, says he’s the sweetest guy who ever lived.

Perhaps I am too quick to say, “Calm down, lady!” because I am projecting my sister, the nut-case.

Maybe it makes me a nutcase, but I don’t usually anticipate being propositioned for sex by a complete stranger who looks like he just came from Seahawks training camp in my kitchen…and it scared me.

I know the vast, vast majority of guys would never behave the way he did, but it made it very difficult for to completely “relax” or “calm down” around anyone after that. I always have someone with me when work is being done on my house now.

It’s just different being a woman, FBV. It really is.