Guy or Girl?
So, I’m at this Burger King, chowing down on a Texas Double Whopper. The door opens and three teenagers enter the establishment: two girls and a…? The third one I couldn’t tell. The trend in teenagers dressing androgynous is really starting to piss me off. I don’t care about how they dress, I would just like to know what sex they are. If you dress ambiguous, you should have an indicator of what sex you are. Maybe something like those “Hello, my name is…” stickers except they would say, “Hello, I am a…” and then they could put male or female. One of the basic instincts of a human being is to be able to tell male from female and these little bastards are screwing with my head.
I’m not saying that they should dress a certain way, just let me know what sex you are so I don’t embarass myself. If you’re a woman but feel like you’re a man, then get a sex change so you can be a man and vice versa. I’m sure that hetero and homosexuals would feel the same way. They all want to know what they’re hitting on. If I was gay, I’d be pissed to find out that the ‘guy’ I was hitting on was actually a woman.
I’m sure this post is going to piss some of you off. Oh well.
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Spencer, I have for too long suffered irreparable emotional injury from hitting on under-aged boys in too-tight pants who have deceived what I thought to be one of the most integral parts of my masculinity: spotting hot chicks. I can’t tell you how many times I have humiliated myself giving my number to one of my little brother’s classmates.