I experienced a bit of this over the weekend. Not territorial over me, thank goodness. You know me by now....that shit wouldn't fly. I don't do well with overbearing.
Saturday I made impromptu plans with my hairdresser/friend to head out with her and a coworker of hers to some of the gay bars in Capitol Hill. Gay bars equal an excuse for booty shaking....lots and lots of booty shaking.
It was a small group of us that had met up at a lower-key spot called The Lobby for a drink or two before heading to "the dance club" otherwise known as The Cuff. At this point in time, I received a text from my soon-to-be/future roommate asking what I was up to. He's a cool guy, very social, friendly, etc. And I subscribe to "the-more-the-merrier" philosophy, so I invited him out and informed him of our agenda for the night. Being the cool laid-back social guy, he met up and we all did our introductions and were having a wonderful time.
Later in the evening, when we all got to dancing, it was clear that all of us were "feeling it" having a great time etc. Well, my future roommate and my hairdresser friend were being flirty...completely innocent, neither of them thought the worse of the other person, and so forth. Out of nowhere, her other male hairdresser friend comes at me with, "Is your roommate hitting on our friend?" I, of course reply with, "Sort of, but I don't think either of them is going anywhere with it...it's all in fun." He proceeds to rant to me about how my roommate can't be doing that or some random bullshit.
Ummm...hello? Aren't we all ADULTS here? Getting a little protective there, Mr.! DRAMATIC. And what does this have to do with me anyway? Like it's my responsibility to babysit other people and their actions....hmmmm, NO. Just to be certain though (at this point, I throw my hands in the air), I asked my hairdresser friend if she was okay with things (roommate flirting), and of course, her friend was being overbearing for NO REASON at all. No harm, no foul.
The reason I bring this up is that I don't appear to know that many overbearing/territorial WOMEN these days. God knows they're out there...I've had enough jealous girlfriend encounters to last a lifetime. But the male encounters always seem to stand out. Testosterone-crazed need to see who's got the biggest balls, maybe? And sexual preference doesn't appear to matter either. My hairdresser pal's overprotective/territorial friend was actually homosexual. Interesting, but lots of drama. In my mind I picture a National Geographic special something like the video below...just put horns on the men and let them go at it, seriously:
And some people find the over-protectiveness to be endearing. However, if you're more of the independent-type like me, maybe you adopt the "I appreciate the concern, I can take care of myself, thank you" attitude.
Sigh. Just an interesting observation that I thought I would share. (And thank god that particular scenario didn't get any more dramatic than it did....I'm pretty sure parts of it were blurry for all parties involved, except myself.)
Song of the day: "Why Do You Let Me Stay Here?" She & Him
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