Her special interests....
I like quirky women. Unconventional. Weird fashion and such. I'm talking to this girl at a noisy bar, I thought it was going great until she said she's really into trans, which is fine, but I'm a fucking cis male, so I figured, well, you know, I'm not her preference. I'm a small man, 5'6" and 150 lbs, mixed Asian, so, I'm like, almost a girl myself, non-threatening, seemingly gay to some people, so I get it, she might want a friend. I'm nice and fun and safe to talk to, but I sometimes mistake friendly for flirting, so I shift more into a friendship-style conversation. But I screwed up! I realize I misheard her. She said "trains" and she's AuADHD and her "special interest" is TRAINS...... So I'm like, okay! It's back on! ....I still wish I didn't have to go after the black guys, though. Why I outta.... But wasn't that fun? We took a trip there, didn't we? Like, where we goin'? Where am I going with the joke? Misogyny, mocking neuro-spicy, homophobia/transphobia? Slut-shaming? No, it was old-fashioned racism. "I didn't want to go after the black guys." No, it's not that. They fuck better. I have a small penis. They gave a lot, I gave a little. It was like splitting a big check at a restaurant and I was just the tip. By the time it was my turn, I could tell she wasn't into it. She didn't even wake up once. Oh, God... That is not okay. So, uh, I'm on the dating apps....