Married men leave me the fuck alone. BigGirlz please indulge me while I vent over a personal experience. Over the past couple of months I’ve been lucky (or unlucky) enough to be approached by and meet some relatively attractive men. Problem, 5 of the 7 were married. WTF? Really? What a pain in the ass.
Now being an analyst by both nature and profession, you know I had to attempt to figure out what the hell is going on. What type of signals am I sending? Is there a flashing sign on my forehead that says “I only accept the unavailable and attached?” WTH?
Anywho, so I decided to do a little research. It’s amazing what pops up from a simple Google search. I found a plethora of Blogs and articles discussing this most interesting topic. Many said the same thing. “It’s not the female but the man searching for something missing in his marriage.” “Some do it for the thrill.” “Men like to know they can still attract the opposite sex…blah blah blah.” I even talked to a couple of my married guy friends, BIG ASS EMPHASIS on FRIENDS and their opinions were pretty similar to what was printed in the majority of the blogs. I did however come across an opinion to the contrary of the masses. Not so much a contrast but a different angle. Mike J from Urban Belle gave it this spin. “Any woman who is continuously attracting married men is only doing so because she looks and may even act like an easy fuck.”
DAMN!! Now this made my neck snap. Do I look like a fucking jump off? Are you kidding me? Now I will be the first to admit I am a professional flirt. Hell I can do that in my sleep. But am I giving off the “yes I’m an easy, drama-free, no commitment required lay signal?” Hum well, am I? Hell I dun know.
As I attempt to retrace my steps to each encounter, nothing stands out that would lead me to believe I had “tramp” plastered across my chest. As I remember, I met the majority of the “potential whores” during regular business hours. And even if I flirted, which we all know there is a 98.9% chance I did, trust the sexual overtones were kept to a minimum. Hell I met one in Wal-Mart for goodness sake.
In any event, Mike J’s comments were poignant enough to cause me to take inventory of my actions and my overall look. Truth be told, I’m no angel and high collars/neckline aren’t my style. 8 to 5 Monday thru Friday, I manage to portray a relatively professional look with a slight urban edge. After 5:00, all bets are off…LOL. As a general rule, I save my “slore” (slut whore) look for Saturday nights. LOL…don’t judge me dammit!
Bottom line whether I rock a Mary Poppins frock or a see thru slut suit, this single BigGirl only deals with single men. Crudely stated, married men go home and fuck your wives and leave me the hell alone. I’m the baby brat among my siblings. Rarely did I share my toys then, I damn sure ain’t going to start doing it now. If you see me and think “damn she might be an easy lay”, know that if I am (trust me, I’m neither easy nor cheap, bring the platinum bitch) sorry I digress…know that I DON’T DO MARRIED MEN! I’m too spoiled for that. Besides I have enough reasons to go to Hell without adding adultery to my list.
Moving on to the next one in a business suit and rocking red stilettos.