Admitting to Things I Do As a Girl

I’ve had multiple mytakes on the go recently, but due to an unfortunate incident where my six year old laptop finally bit the proverbial dust, I’ve been forced to spend my short work breaks trying to make up for lost writing potential. So, today I am going to offer you a short, sweet, and honest take listing a few things I admittedly do as a girl. Like always, it’s important to keep in mind that this is a generalization and in no way applies to all women.


With my typical reminder out of the way, here are a few things that I admit to doing as a girl:


Flirting/Intentionally dressing up to get better service


This isn’t something I have had to do often, but I am not going to lie: I have definitely flirted my way into getting better service at coffee shops and banks. Heck, I admit to even making myself look a little bit extra done-up when I’m forced to physically go into the bank; people there tend to be exhausted and pretty miserable, so having a fresh, pretty face makes the experience a lot easier than if I went in there with my maintenance uniform on – which just so happens to be only 100 sizes too big for me.


Using my ability to cry to get out of trouble


I hate to admit this, but there was a time in my youth where I was too afraid to stick up for myself, and would often listen to very bad “advice” from people who called themselves my friends. One of the times I took my friend’s bad “advice”, it got us “arrested” by a Zellar’s security guard. He put on the tough guy act and was threatening to call the police and have this put on our records, so I did the only thing that came naturally: I bawled my eyes out. Not only that, I told him I felt like I was going to pass out – and before I knew it, his bad-wannabe-cop routine broke apart like dry rice paper in a hurricane. He along with the other employees present pretty much coddled me from there, and in the end nothing even ended up going on my record (I’ve had multiple background checks). I just had to write an apology letter … that was it.


Hey, I’m not proud of it, but we would all get out of a sticky situation like this by any means necessary, am I right? Oh, I’ve also cried to get out of hairy arguments too. I’m sorry!


Admitting to Things I Do As a Girl


Not responding to guys I don’t know/don’t really like


This is hard to admit because I know how dickish it might seem and it’s something I try not to do … at least in most cases. If you have ever wondered why it takes a girl hours on end to respond to you – even a day or two in some cases – it is likely for the very reason I am about to admit to: I have definitely prioritized messages/texts based on how much interest I have in that person. Often times guys I either don’t know who message me out of the blue or guys I don’t really find interesting fall at the very bottom of my list of priorities. It hasn’t been abnormal for me in the past to see a text or a private message from a guy and completely ignore it, sometimes for minutes, hours, or even days. Truth be told, the only reason I tend to respond after that point is because I feel guilty for intentionally ignoring these guys … but there have definitely been times where I have just stopped responding altogether, especially to guys on the internet. I’m sorry, guys!


Crying because something was too cute


I have done this a few times in my life; something is so overwhelmingly precious that I literally feel like I am going to implode, so the only way I can relieve the pressure of epic adorableness is to cry a little. I cried over videos of adorable animals doing adorable things, and of course over babies cooing, awing, giggling and more. I even teared up over a really cute pair of baby combat boots once. Yep … judge me.


Admitting to Things I Do As a Girl


Pretending to be a lesbian when a dude hits on me/my friend


Countless times I have gone full lesbian-mode with one of my friends to get out of an uncomfortable flirting situation; sometimes, when a guy just won’t take no for an answer, you have to “reveal” your sexuality incompatibility to them. Not only have I done this, but I have SOLD this; when guys pick up that we could be lying, I go full pride-advocate on their ass. You do what you got to do sometimes when dude goes full creeper.


Admitting to Things I Do As a Girl


Alright, so I feel a little lighter after admitting to all of that. I hope you all enjoyed this brief little take and I look forward to seeing how you liked it. I’m sure there’ll be some bitter souls or trolls who will find their way into the comments, but keep in mind we’re all human and that this take was all in good fun. Have a good Thursday everybody!

Admitting to Things I Do As a Girl
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