Kay, so I just noticed that the only people who have ever hit on me were either an adorable little boy i used to babysit just joking around, or drunk old guys who come in to the store when I'm at work. Most of them have been related to me in some way. I don't even know.

I mean, come on. I can see why guys my age don't hit on me since I'm a fat chick who doesn't talk much in class irl. I have a talent for creating awkward silences with people I don't know very well.
I'd be perfectly fine if no one even bothered, since I don't particularly want a relationship any time in the near future since I know how few high school relationships actually work out long-term.
But what the hell? Little boys and old men? The fuck is this? Okay, when the kid used to do it it was adorable because he was so small and blond and oozed adorable out of his every orifice. However, these drunken, estranged cousins of mine need to stop with the bullshit. I don't even know. Yes, I do have boobs. K? Women tend to have those. Get over it. No, I do not want to wrestle goddammit. Someone actually asked me this. After they grabbed my arm with both hands when I was only doing something as innocent as walking past them.

Fuck my job. But hey, at least I get some good jokes out of it?