#bikefail

So this guy wants to meet up. He's got a motorcycle and wants to take me out on it. That sounds interesting to me, especially with the sun shining so bright outside. But he doesn't have a girly helmet/small helmet. He asks me if I can fit into a large helmet. Uh... no?! What kind of guy gets a bike and doesn't get a girly helmet? A lame and forever single guy!

And while we're on the subject of lame things... here is a list of things I'd love to rant about regarding guys:

*do not compliment me sentence after sentence. Par exemple... "hey beautiful. What you up to, besides being beautiful? Ur hot. Ur sooo hot." Oh for fuckssake that's how I talk to my Rooster sauce, not to an educated human being. I'm not looking for a sycophant. I'm looking for an equal. Bleh.

*do not ever leave me somewhere without seeing I get safely home or safely on my way somehow. If a guy drops me off at home and as soon as my feet hit the pavement, they drive away. Wait until I unlock my door and get inside, then drive away. It only takes an extra minute or two. Or if you're seeing me to Bart, or the train station, wait till I get on the train. Then you can leave. That usually takes 5 minutes or so. Christ on a cracker, why would I want your dick in my vagina when you can't even see to my safety?!

Weeding out the dumb fools is getting tougher.