1. A Rant, 2. A Point, and 3. An Awkward Story
My rant, supported by anectdotal evidence. As an older, single lady, my interactions with all men are a little bit awkward. Because no matter my intentions, I'm "on the market" a.k.a. "open for business." So it doesn't matter if the guy I'm talking to is old or young or married or single or all of the above. If I'm talking and joking around, the guy might think I'm flirting with him, other third-parties might assume we're flirting, or I might actually be flirting. The world will never know. For example, the other night I went to a big group outdoor movie party thrown by one of my friends. I was standing around the snack table with a frenemy and a couple of people I didn't know and started joking around with one of the guys and one of the girls. Then a girl came up and kissed the guy we were talking to and we all kind of dispersed. As we walked away my frenemy was like, "So you didn't notice his wedding ring, did you?" A ...