Current location:	Paramour on the radio
Current mood:	irate

I was just asked out.  By a married man who told me he had a wife and two kids just a couple of hours ago.  I was kinda like . . . WTF?  Actually what I said was "ARen't you married?"  Then I said, "I don't go out with married men.  But thanks."  (Thanks meaning "get away from me, creep," of course.)

Seriously.  *shudders*  I don't get it.  Why would you think it was flattering to invite a woman to join you in an affair that will destroy your home and your children?  What did he think I was going to say?  "Yeah, sign me up!"

So now my day is shitty because I was reminded that the world is shitty and the only men who are attracted to me are cretins.  Hooray for Wednesdays.