This was written for the Two for Tuesday Challenge #7. Prompt: write a story from the first person point of view (i.e. I did this, I saw that) featuring a protagonist who is the opposite of your own gender, in over 200 words.
Why do some people feel entitled to be liked by everyone they meet? It’s something you have to earn. You can’t expect to look at a stranger, smile, and have them smile back, instantly forming some sort of superficial kinship. Read the rest of this entry »