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Tuesday, February 13, 2018
We attend the same exercise class. I'm not there to chat with men I don't know, and my body language would make that pretty clear. Weekly, you make odd approaches where you come up and brag about your accomplishments. A new and unappreciated technique of yours is to comment on sections of the class where I seemed to get tired or modify. MY new approach is to try and keep my head down and avoid all eye contact, but even that fails me.
Here is what I struggle with—your small talk may seem polite enough to you, and you/people may think I was rude if I made a big public scene where I told you to take a hike. But actually, you are persistently making me uncomfortable, and THAT is rude. Up until now it has been my own fault that I have selected “not seeming rude” over my own comfort. Those days are over. Consider yourself warned. —Eyes On Your Own Mat
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