Why do seemingly straight men feel the need to provide commentary on girlie topics such as my hair style, shoes, clothes, etc.?
I went to vote this evening (it's election day in California) and the guy running things randomly complemented my "cute" shoes. He didn't stop there. He rambled on about them the whole time I was in there. When I was leaving he said, "Seriously, they really work." Oh, good! I was hoping a balding weirdo wearing a hideous Hawaiian shirt, tapered jeans and Tevas would validate my shoe selection today!
This happens to me all the time. I think it's so weird cause I can't imagine Steve or my dad stopping some girl walking down the street to compliment their shoes.
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