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I was working in a bar once, with a band. We had regular Friday nights, and as time passed, we became somewhat friendly with the waitresses.
One night they seemed to be angry at us. They didn't want to communicate, were all upset and so forth. You know how that is. By the end of the night, one of the guys in the band who was an accomplished Ladies' Man was able to get an explanation: They were annoyed because we "acted like we wanted to take them to bed but we never took them to bed".
What's up with this? Do women interpret friendliness as some kind of attempt at exploitation? Where do these women get this outlook? More interestingly, what is life like for the kind of person who instinctively or naturally reacts to conviviality with suspicion? What happened to her to put her there?
At my grocery store job, there was one woman whose Girl Protection Radar lit up furiously the first time our eyes met. She was friendly to everyone else but extremely guarded when she had to communicate with me.
Was it her or was it me?