Why Is It?
Why is it, with a few noted exceptions, the men in my life seem to think that I am going to be their beck and call girl? This doesn’t apply to EVERYONE, but it seems that lately there is a very serious lack of respect going on. So, for the record, I am not jumping through hoops, changing my plans, submitting to being touched when I don’t want to be, or any other thing that makes me feel insignificant or uncomfortable just so that the people I am addressing can feel good about themselves. If you need a doormat, go to Home Depot. If you need someone to touch, there are a few places in Nevada you can go to.
Now, if you need a FRIEND, and all of the mutual respect and common courtesy that that entails, I’m all ears. Otherwise, I have too much to do, and too many people who are ACTUALLY friends to help and/or hang out with, and if you are going to insist on being a problem, you can run right along and go find someone else to bother.

I guess I really should get you that shirt
BAD TOUCH!! BAD TOUCH!!
hehehehe. I would TOTALLY wear it.