Men, This Is Why A Woman Might Ignore You

Men, This Is Why A Woman Might Ignore You

You scare us.

Dear Men,

That time that you said "Hello, how are you?" when I passed you in the mall and I didn't answer, I didn't mean to offend you. I was just a lone female and I was not trying to get myself into a sticky situation. It is not that I judged you by your outward appearance, I just saw you with the few other guys and thought I best be safe. I was alone in a state I don't live in, you understand right?

That time when I was walking down the street after a run and I was wearing leggings and you said "nice" and I instantly froze. I thought of all the different ways I could run to hide from you and get away, or how quickly I could get home. I worried about all the horrible things that you would've done to me and how I needed to call the police. I thought about how no one knew where I was and this was how it was going to end. Then you finished with "shoes." I instantly felt remorse for thinking so lowly of you. You just liked my running shoes and that was it, that is all you said. I just jumped to a conclusion that you were talking about my body and not my bright running shoes.

That time that I was at a stop light and you rolled down your window and honked at me. I tried to avoid eye contact because I didn't need to start my day out negatively. You refused to accept that so you kept trying. I finally looked over and saw you mouth the words "flat tire," but I didn't believe you. I drove the 50 miles to work and then I realized you were telling the truth. I was lucky I didn't get into an accident or cause any additional damage to my car. I don't know why I didn't believe you but I didn't wanna risk pulling over on the side of the road and you stopping, too. I had heard stories of that happening to girls my age and I wasn't about to join the ranks of them.

That time that I was at the beach sitting on a bench on the boardwalk waiting for my friends to arrive and you approached me and asked "Do you live around here? I've never seen you here before." I didn't reply because I was scared of what you would do. You then sat down and I started to breathe heavy and I had set my phone to dial the police within the touch of a button. You told me when I didn't answer how you weren't there to hurt me and that these guys across the boardwalk were staring at me and you wanted to protect me, you knew they were bad news. I hadn't noticed those guys because I was so focused on my phone and trying to hide. You just wanted to help and I thought that you wanted to cause me harm. I want to thank you for sticking around and not leaving me alone even though I came off rude because those guys did approach me and you helped get rid of them. I don't know what would have happened if you hadn't sat down.

That time that I fell when running through the park and you helped me up. I lied and told you that I was fine. You asked if I needed help and if I was injured. I walked off the pain in fear that you would touch me or try to take me somewhere. You were probably just being nice and a genuine human being but I couldn't risk it. I faked a phone call so you would walk away and I would have the ability to hobble back to my car. I didn't know you and I am sorry I couldn't trust you. I was vulnerable and I just wanted to get home safe.

That time that you asked me how to find a store in the mall and I just said, "I don't know" and continued to walk away, I lied. I did know where it was but I just didn't want you to ask me to take you there. I apologized to you and I think you knew I was lying. But again I didn't want to offend you, but I was scared, not of you, but because of what you could've done. You were definitely stronger than me and I wasn't about to find out how strong. You probably genuinely wanted to know where that store was, but I genuinely wanted to stay safe.

So I never meant to offend you and I'm sure you never meant to scare me. This world isn't a safe place, and that is why I ignored you—next time it happens, don't be offended. Keep trying to protect women—we never know your motives but we shouldn't have to be wary of them, and you can be a good example. I was hurt once, and now I have built up walls against you. It isn't fair, but it wasn't fair what happened to me. It isn't fair, what happens to women.



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That One Time I May Have Shot An Ex-Police Officer

Yeah, you heard me.


In England, we don't really have guns, maybe hunting guns but I think it's pretty rare. Anyway, point is, barely any guns. I have never seen a gun, shot a gun, I don't even know anybody that owns a gun so as an exchange student in Oklahoma it's a novelty to visit a gun range.

I was pretty nervous about shooting but the instructor was super nice and told us how to hold the gun and load it before we went into the range. He also let us ask any questions we had about guns and explained the process of getting a gun in Oklahoma and he said he had visited Europe and was talking about England, and how he used to be a cop and opened his own gun shop. Basically a really really nice guy, which honestly makes harming him ten times worse.

We went into the range and we were shooting a 22 caliber and another guy at the range, I'm assuming a regular, asked if we wanted to fire his revolver so of course, we said yes.

This gun was definitely heavier and the trigger was super hard to pull but he kept his hand on the gun whilst I struggled with the trigger and then I fired it.

I heard a bang and I heard a yell.

I turned around and he was holding his thumb and there was blood dripping onto the floor. At this point, I thought I had shot him, so you can imagine the sheer level of panic that I was feeling.

The color drained from my face and I was frozen solid and all I could say was, "are you okay?" which was answered with a "Ma'am, put the gun down."

Basically, I'm freaking out and I look over at the lads for some form of reassurance, which was met with them looking equally as freaked out as me. So I asked,

"Do we need to call someone?"

"Yep. We are definitely gonna have to call someone"

So at this point, my nerves were shattered and I had no idea what was going on or what the procedure is for this sort of thing. I mean, the guy also took it like a champ and barely even winced and kept repeating "little lady, you're fine" – safe to say I did not feel fine nor did the situation, in my eyes, look at all fine.

Luckily the regulars knew what to do and took him to the ER so we were left in the store with another regular shooter.

Everyone else went back out to shoot but I didn't feel like assaulting/ shooting/ potentially murdering anyone else so I decided to sit this round out and talk to the woman that stayed with us and he called and said it wasn't me, something came off the bullet or gun and went into his hand- so no I didn't actually shoot him and he was going to be okay.

The point of this now very funny story is that whilst guns are cool they're also pretty dangerous.

I have no idea how someone can participate in these mass shootings because I didn't even shoot someone, only thought I did, and it was probably the most terrifying moment of my life.

So, if you are around guns, have fun, be safe and try not to send your instructor to the ER.

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