Boston Is A 6-Hour Drive...

...or a 16 hour flight. I left to catch my flight at 5pm on Friday evening, and didn't arrive in Boston until 11am the next day. Late arrival of our plane, mechanical issues and lack of crew. I HEART United Airlines. Oh, and I'm still here. Snow. Reminds me of Canada. It was the perfect weekend to travel north (::oozes sarcasm::).

Alright, so I have a question for the women who are actually flattered by aggressive beau-hunks who violate their personal space at the club. But first, let me provide you with an extremely euphemistic description of an actual late-night encounter to set the stage. I am on the dance floor, surrounded by a gaggle of Lil Sis' grad student friends. A random man spots me, walks straight up to me, takes my left hand without asking, and begins to dance suggestively against me. I say "no thank you," while I put my free hand on his chest to politely decline his gyrations. He doesn't let go of my left hand despite the fact that I'm attempting to pull it away. I can't STAND that. It's just as bad as grabbing my wrist as I walk by; incredibly demeaning. He continues to pull me close to him, and I continue to back away saying, "thank you, but I'm dancing with my friends." He then leans in and says "I came over to invite you to an after party." I say, agitatedly, "no thank you." I finally succeed in tugging my hand out of his grip. He doesn't leave me alone until I blatantly move to a new spot. He then grabs the hand of one of Lil Sis' married classmates whose husband had just left to get her a drink. Shameless.

So my question is...exactly which women out there accept this kind of behaviour from a man? There has to be someone who encourages these types of advances; otherwise, you would think the man would 'get' that he's being painfully offensive and isn't likely to score.

This particular guy was just lucky that I grew up in Canada (passive-aggressive), or he would have been graced with a sweet shiner to nurse for the week.