Some tattoos are worse than others, but imagine being with a woman and looking at a face of a black guy every time you look at her chest?
- Wear tight white pants with open toed high heels.
- Gesticulate wildly to make sure everyone notices you.
I often hang out at a downtown cafe and hear the same conversations between women taking place at 8 pm or later – “I am so busy and stressed out… this week has been crazy, my boss this and my boss that….” The appear to leave little to no time for themselves and for things that are not work related. No wonder their attitude and energy is what it is… Pity.
- Available between 5 and 7 pm on any route that brings you from Fidi to Marina or Russian Hill.
- You are pretty much guaranteed to be stuck with mean, angry looking, stressed out, antisocial “professional” females, who think they are all that, and who won’t take their eye off their phone.
You were complaining for years how men “disrespect” you by checking you out, staring at you, trying to hit on you, and now what? You go out to fancy, douchy bars after spending many hours and hundreds of dollars on clothes, blow drying your hair, and putting tons of make-up on. You act all desperate, trying to be noticed by acting all too excited and all too loud when out, and no one hits on you. Men don’t even look at you, let alone check you out. Is that you really wanted?
To underscore the happy vibe of SF, I am starting the “Happy Sunday” series with this image to get things rolling: