You've met them i'm sure. Those people who have a certain magnetism, drawing all sorts of people like bees to honey. Yeah... that isn't me. Oh I draw people, but more like rancid meat draws maggots.

Like 99.9% of the population I have self-esteem problems. I could bore you with details but it's to your advantage that i just don't want to. The result of those self-esteem issues though is I've never really considered myself to be physically attractive. My initial reaction to attention from the opposite sex is suspicion of motive and confusion at the effort. Afterall i think to myself they couldn't be interested in me, who bet them to do this to me.

I do not believe however you can fault me for being put off by the efforts of some who seem to think they can get in my pants (or just cop a feel but who knows with these people). I have a demographic, it's not one i've chosen however. Black and Hispanic men seem to find me attractive. Attractive enough to lay down the lamest pickup lines in the most awkward situations possible. Here's an example of what happen to me recently.

It's a Friday at the office and I worked through my lunch break. It's now mid-afternoon and I'm starving and forgot to bring a lunch. The closest choice is McDonald's (Not a big suprise since there are three Mcdonald's in a two mile radius of my office. I'm starting to believe McDonald's has no maximum saturation point. At this rate in the future we will live inside of McDonalds while grease from the fry vats is intraveniously fed into our bodies. But I digress...) So I hop in my car and head over to the McDonald's drive thru and give my order to the talking post. The talking post gives me my total and I pull around to drive thru window number 1. When I arrive the voice behind the talking post belongs to a mid-thirties black man who takes my card and says to me "Looks good can share with you?" I laugh at first thinking he is just a slightly weird drive thru guy (afterall what normal man in his thirties ends up at the McDonald's drive thru). I reply with a "Ha, no sorry it's all mine." Thats when things started to get a little weird. He takes my debit card and then he says to me "Well maybe I can feed it to you then?" It's at this point I feel extremely uncomfortable. The window slides back open, he isn't making a motion to hand me back my card and says "How Bout it? Can I feed it to you." I reply nope and he slowly hands me back my card. I leap forward and get the rest of my meal and drive away as fast as my car and pedestrians would allow.

Either the man has a fetish with chicken strips or he was making a move. Regardless I think it gives me right to complain. I know it's just McDonald's but where is professionalism or at least McDonaldsism. I don't think Ronald the clown would appreciate this manner of drive thru conduct.

Someone needs to send men a memo that tells them lines like that get them no-where but with a restraining order. I don't like guys getting up in my face saying things like that, I've had other experiences as well, and they're even worse. This is just the most recent. Is there something in the water which encourages pimp behavior in these men? Am I throwing off a phermone I'm not aware of. Whatever the case may be I'm not interested in someone that treats me like meat (abet a grisly piece of meat)with the first words that come out of his mouth. Nor do I want to be referred to as anyone's Mamasita (Little Mama). I am not your Mama and if I were you'd be getting your mouth washed out with soap.

All I would like is to be complimented by someone genuinely interested in me that isn't referring to my maternal capabilities or implying food isn't the only thing on his menu. I suppose I'm asking too much. In the meantime I can continue to regale you with my horror stories.