PDA

Day 15

I hate public display of affection. Hand holding, hugs, and pecks are ok, in context. Full on making-out isn’t ok anywhere, but behind closed doors. I care less about affection in places like beaches during sunset hours because that’s expected. Waiting in line at the store, Disneyland, airport, ect. is not the place for ass grabbing. I actually saw this old fat rich guy stick his hand up his young trophy girlfriend’s skirt while walking up the lift to an airplane. If it were me I’d have pushed him over the railing, then again I don’t have a sugar daddy I depend on. I’ve seen the same thing in line at Disneyland! Disneyland! while in line for a ride, surrounded by kids and their parents. Who wears a skirt to Disneyland anyways? At least save your groping for the haunted house where it’s dark and you have your own booth to contaminate. 

Also, it’s not just out and about that PDA is inappropriate to me its also with friends and family. Even if we are friends or related I don’t need to see you sucking face with your significant other. Everyone’s hung out with a couple that made you feel like a third wheel. For some reason they can’t be individuals, but a joined unit. One of the worst was a couple on my tennis team that would make-out at dinner, during the meal. In between bites they would lock lips and swap chewed food like a regurgitating bird. I wasn’t the only one who found it rude so I felt justified to say something. When that didn’t work I just had to be careful in choosing my seat. Another annoying couple would whisper to each other even when you were the only other person in the room. You would think they were high-schoolers in front of their mom. So rude. Couldn’t even stand being in the same room. Maybe that is their plot to get alone time. Selfish bastards. 

Now I have no problem rejecting a kiss because it’s in public, but when you have a choleric boyfriend he’ll try to embarrass me with affection. Damn stubborn choleric. I understand there are those fleeting moments when you can’t help yourself. Like on top of the Eiffel Tower or a dramatic proposal at a football game (whoever that appeals too). So every once in a while it’s forgivable. However, those moments will never be in the classroom. Ahhh the spark of this blog. Today in my glass class as the teacher was giving a demonstration 3 of the 4 couples were hugging and kissing. First off why is half the class couples? I didn’t know glass making was so romantic. I thought that was ceramics. Ghost anyone? No? Ok.

I guess that’s what you get for taking an art class at a community college. If I was the teacher I would have poured hot glass on them. Doesn’t anyone have any privacy or decency anymore? It’s all that social media causing people to think that we want to be involved in every facet of their personal life. No one cares.

So couples keep your ass grabbing out of glass class and back in ceramics.