I've been decidedly out of the loop when it comes to boys. Not gonna lie. I'm kind of a wallflower at best, and I'm painfully shy (I think we've established this before, if not, there it is) at worst. As such, I haven't had much experience with the opposite gender.
last May I recently (that sentence makes no sense) last May I started a job at an ice cream shop, wherein all of my coworkers are females. They're all younger than I am (I'm 20, and of the other three, the oldest is 17), but they all have boyfriends, and chat about them rather frequently. Monday, I worked with my 16 year old coworker (whom we'll call S), whose 18 year old boyfriend was banned from seeing her by her mother for obvious legal reasons. So, S simply broke up with him. Smart move, in my opinion, but the gossip I've heard since then has really made me fear for the fate of the world.
Anyway, Monday. These two boys/young men came to the order window. They were probably no older than 17, both tall and thin as rails. Not really my type (I'd like my boy to have more substance than me, kthx), but S and my boss were joking around about S going out there and giving one of the boys her phone number. It lasted for maybe twenty minutes, until both boys left without S having done so. And even after that, they were continuing on about it. I didn't really care, because like I said, they weren't my type.
Then my boss started saying how I wanted those boys, too. I just kept shaking my head, because really, no thanks. First, they were younger than me, and that's just ew right there, especially considering all of the guys I have a crush on are
celebrities at least ten years older than me. I want a guy that's going to show more maturity than a ten year old (although I have my doubts about older guys, too). And again, they were thin as fuckin' rails (pardon my language), which is just kind of gross. I want a guy to have meat and substance and strength to him. Someone I feel will protect me but not break me. Someone I won't break, y'know?
I digress again. Anyway, I told my boss I wasn't interested (everyone thinks I'm a lesbian at my work, because of my short hair, my rather lack of fear of insects and getting dirty, and my lack of a boyfriend or expressed interest in the opposite sex), and she asked me why.
Which brings me to my point: why do people ask that question? What does it matter? Who cares whether or not I have a boyfriend? It's nobody else's business. Why do people have that need to know that sort of thing? Why do people have that need for the opposite sex? Even my boss, a self-proclaimed cold, emotionless loner, is married and says she could never live without her husband. What is that need?
Why don't I have it?
On a completely unrelated note, how are you all?