What'd he say? I love it (hate it?) when the... uh... kinda cutehot sexy (hard to find the right word to describe him. a lot of pieces add up to equal sexy, but I wouldn't call him good looking. well, he's ok, but too old to be called cute) guy says something pretty offensive. Even though I'm the only one who heard it. And it wasn't offensive like, that was so inappropriate, but I know you understand that it was inappropriate, and I also know you kind of believe what you said, but wouldn't admit to it in public offensive. It was wow, that's what you believe? I can't even wrap my mind around it yet. I'm going to think about this off and on all day, my emotions swaying between angry and sad. Then I'm going to write about it in my online diary that I haven't seen in months... offensive. But, everyone kind of loves the guy. He says funny things. He's tall and has that kind of is that fat or muscle under his shirt... I don't care. I just want to rub on it look. And people like that. Plus, he knows the right way and place to touch you. Not overstepping any boundaries, but pretty much overstepping every boundary because he shouldn't be touching. And despite the fact that I've always felt that there was something condescending and chauvinistic about him, I kind of loved him too. Now the love has turned to disdain. So charming, but so dumb and close-minded. There is really no coming back from that. Alas, there are other guys, super-swoonworthy guys.