Well, Norm, first off, thank you for the reply (and referencing my story). I enjoyed your reply quite a bit and hey, you made your point intelligently and without calling me an ugly piece of shit narcissist, so you're the first one today to accomplish that.

To answer your question, I met my husband in high school. We dated, it ended horribly. We tried again 4 years later. It ended even worse. Then after 20 years, we discovered each other again (my secretary at the time had bought a painting from him), and here we are.

I honestly don't know where men are supposed to meet women. As a fellow Atheist, I certainly wouldn't be in church to meet anybody, but that's a side point. I also can't comment on internet dating or apps because I have no experience with that stuff and am honestly not comfortable with it. And I really hate bars, well rather, I hate the "bar scene".

My story was written out of sheer frustration after being approached one too many times in a certain manner. For the most part, the manner of approach is more of a problem than the location (except for if I'm jogging in the part, that's just creepy on it's face, I've watched a lot of Law and Order). I've actually had pleasant conversations with people, both men and women, in grocery stores, etc. However, none of those people commented on my physical appearance, invaded my personal space or talked to my boobs. That's what's creepy, the invasion of personal space and the "making it perfectly obvious" that they're looking at me as something to be consumed later as opposed to a fellow human on this planet with a mind, and feelings, etc. That being said, I stand by what I wrote and I still don't like being approached in any of those places because I'm in those places with other shit to do, sometimes shit I would rather not be doing.

I know much of what you said was tongue in cheek, but I doubt your ex thought you taking food off her plate was creepy. That's just a thing couples do, and if you were creepy for doing that, I guess I'm creepy too. And don't worry, rusty armour is okay, we women have our own armour too, and it get's just as rusty.