I am getting really tired of hearing women bemoan their inability to stay single.
There are a few variations of their disingenuous claims, but it goes something like this: "Oh my gosh, I am so jealous of your single life. It's like impossible for me to stay single."
Most recently I watched two women giggle their way through similar lines in a YouTube clip, as I sat on my couch in a set of cat-fur-covered pajamas illuminated by the glow of my computer screen. “They're clearly not trying very hard," I said aloud to the empty room, annoyed for the millionth time by people who are so envious of the uncanny ability of people like me to stay single.
Whether it's acquaintances saying how they just wish they could avoid being hit on all the time, people who bemoan not being single for more than three or four weeks in the last six years, or supposed friends telling me I'm "so lucky" to be able to avoid the pitfalls of men falling all over me constantly, it keeps happening. And it needs to end. Now.