In an earlier post a while ago, I had mentioned there's this woman at my gym, I'll guess she's in her mid-twenties, whom for some reason, most men just seem extremely scared to approach or begin a conversation with. The main reason is because she comes across as very unapproachable, (and she is) never smiling, dresses like a real slut (very skimpy-extremely tight shorts that barely cover her butt and make her pantyline/underwear very visible, and a tank top that exposes her belly button). A couple weeks ago, I took a chance and said "hi" to her when she happened to be working out around me and I introduced myself to her and we had a brief conversation. I noticed that a lot of the guys at the gym were watching me talk to her. Based on what I noticed on that day, she seems to be the kind who gives men a vibe through body language, mainly through facial expressions, "Look. I'm working out. I know I'm hot, that's why you're trying to talk to me. Don't bother me, I really don't want to talk to you."
So this morning, she happened to be using one of the machines right next to me again. As usual, she took off her jacket and bent down, so that everyone could take a look at her ass and her scintily cladedness. She sat down on the machine, not making eye contact with anyone. A couple minutes later, I said hello to her and tried to engage her in a brief conversation. I told her I noticed she works out really hard and tried to get her to smile a little bit and loosen up and not be so uptight. Then she took me by surprise at one point, turning around and asking me with a sharp rudeness that I can't describe sufficiently in words:
"Look. Can you work out well when someone is talking to you?"
Me (in a calm voice): "Hey. It wasn't my intent to distract you from what you're doing. I'm a naturally friendly and social person, and I just thought I'd take a chance to say hi."
Then she took a deep breath, shook her head, rolled her eyes and began frowning.
Me: " There's no need for you to be getting an attitude. It's really no big deal. It's all good."
To my greatest surprise, the ***** got up from her seat, stood right in front of me and began yelling in my face:
"Look. You said hello to me and I answered you. I can't work out well when people are talking to me, okay? You don't have to start talking about my attitude."
Her yelling was starting to get the effect and drama that she wanted, as one woman who walked past us began to look, wondering what was going on. Good enough, there weren't very many people in the area where we were walking out.
So I responded to her calmly but sternly:
"Listen. It's over. It's no big deal. Don't disrespect me. Get out of my face."
She tried to keep on yelling at me again. I reiterated firmly:
"Look. I said, 'it's over.' Don't disrespect me, get out of my face."
A sudden humility seemed to completely take control of her. She suddenly became so meek and appeared to be so frightened of continuing to speak that she picked up her bottle of water and jacket and left that area without saying a single word and unable to look me in the eye.
Of course, when she left the area, she proceeded to complain about it to some female friend of hers:
"I was trying to work out and this dude was talking to me, blah blah blah...and I can't work out when people are talking to me, blah, blah, blah."
Looking back, I was surprised at my reaction toward her. Back in the day, a woman would yell in my face like that and I won't be able to stand up to her or at least get her to treat me with respect whether or not she felt she was right or wrong. I probably would have said I was very sorry, tried to get her to calm down, kissed up to her and promised that it won't happen again. Or most likely, I would have simply remained silent, scared of getting into a confrontation with her.
This post isn't written to determine who was right or wrong in this case, and that's not what I'm trying to get folks on here to talk about. What I did notice personally through this encounter and my reaction, is in my opinion, quite an important step toward self-improvement. I can now walk around with the confidence that no woman can disrespect me or talk to me as if I'm a wimp, even if I made a move on her and she said "no." I'm not sure if it could be a consequence of the increased testosteron which comes from lifting weights consistently or just a personal improvement of some kind...but either way, I was pleased with how it turned out and I'm never ever, going to let a woman try to talk to me like that. Never.
So this morning, she happened to be using one of the machines right next to me again. As usual, she took off her jacket and bent down, so that everyone could take a look at her ass and her scintily cladedness. She sat down on the machine, not making eye contact with anyone. A couple minutes later, I said hello to her and tried to engage her in a brief conversation. I told her I noticed she works out really hard and tried to get her to smile a little bit and loosen up and not be so uptight. Then she took me by surprise at one point, turning around and asking me with a sharp rudeness that I can't describe sufficiently in words:
"Look. Can you work out well when someone is talking to you?"
Me (in a calm voice): "Hey. It wasn't my intent to distract you from what you're doing. I'm a naturally friendly and social person, and I just thought I'd take a chance to say hi."
Then she took a deep breath, shook her head, rolled her eyes and began frowning.
Me: " There's no need for you to be getting an attitude. It's really no big deal. It's all good."
To my greatest surprise, the ***** got up from her seat, stood right in front of me and began yelling in my face:
"Look. You said hello to me and I answered you. I can't work out well when people are talking to me, okay? You don't have to start talking about my attitude."
Her yelling was starting to get the effect and drama that she wanted, as one woman who walked past us began to look, wondering what was going on. Good enough, there weren't very many people in the area where we were walking out.
So I responded to her calmly but sternly:
"Listen. It's over. It's no big deal. Don't disrespect me. Get out of my face."
She tried to keep on yelling at me again. I reiterated firmly:
"Look. I said, 'it's over.' Don't disrespect me, get out of my face."
A sudden humility seemed to completely take control of her. She suddenly became so meek and appeared to be so frightened of continuing to speak that she picked up her bottle of water and jacket and left that area without saying a single word and unable to look me in the eye.
Of course, when she left the area, she proceeded to complain about it to some female friend of hers:
"I was trying to work out and this dude was talking to me, blah blah blah...and I can't work out when people are talking to me, blah, blah, blah."
Looking back, I was surprised at my reaction toward her. Back in the day, a woman would yell in my face like that and I won't be able to stand up to her or at least get her to treat me with respect whether or not she felt she was right or wrong. I probably would have said I was very sorry, tried to get her to calm down, kissed up to her and promised that it won't happen again. Or most likely, I would have simply remained silent, scared of getting into a confrontation with her.
This post isn't written to determine who was right or wrong in this case, and that's not what I'm trying to get folks on here to talk about. What I did notice personally through this encounter and my reaction, is in my opinion, quite an important step toward self-improvement. I can now walk around with the confidence that no woman can disrespect me or talk to me as if I'm a wimp, even if I made a move on her and she said "no." I'm not sure if it could be a consequence of the increased testosteron which comes from lifting weights consistently or just a personal improvement of some kind...but either way, I was pleased with how it turned out and I'm never ever, going to let a woman try to talk to me like that. Never.