#readthesigns

Each story is a story.

We know that men are visual creatures.  Men see what they like and instantly will gravitate toward their object of desire and delude themselves into thinking that if they like this woman, it MUST be mutual.  This is usually accompanied by a good chest beating and grunts

As the Great Gazoo would say “oh you dumb dumbs”🤣

I’m also a natural flirt, so I have to keep my body language in check when I am clearly NOT interested in a man. BUT it seems that men don’t know how to read body language as their visual queues are very much limited to the aesthetic. 

If a woman keeps her conversation short and curt, and keeps her limbs to herself and orders like a bird...she is NOT interested!!! 

Fav signs Dating Story: Lunch time date out by the airport.  Phone call, check.  Tall, check. Good job, check. In person, not check.  Actually he was Polish🙄  He became very handsy the second he saw me.  Short of smacking my ass as we walked into the bar, this 6′3 big boy wanted to make a statement to the cock fest waiting inside. He proceeds to order half the menu as I stick to my salad and single (that’s my go to order when I have zero interest) and he engages in his own lively talk track telling jokes and laughing at his own comedy. Even looking up at some of the dudes at the bar for some type of validation. 

I excuse myself to freshen up and upon my return tell him I have to jet.  Timing was good so he settled up with the server and we walked out with his hand on my hip.  I quickly removed it coyly as though I was adjusting my purse. 

As we get to my car I extend my hand to shake his and to thank him.  That’s when he leans in for a kiss.  I push him away and he berates me in the parking lot telling me I owed him a kiss for the lunch he bought.  He then pushed me up against my car and leans in again.  

Now I am no small woman but even a 6′3 250 lbs man will make my life a little difficult.  I planted my knee between his legs, thrust the cradle of my hand against the nape of his neck and threw all my weight shoving him up against the mini van behind him.  I yelled at him as loudly and aggressively as I could telling him “don't you ever fucking touch me again asshole”.   That got the attention of the other patrons leaving. I quickly got in my car and squealed out of the parking lot.