today i encountered something at work that happens from time to time, but today i was cranky enough to find it post-worthy. almost all of our patrons are college students, what with this being a university library. and some of the guys will saunter up to the desk acting like they’re something special, and flirt unabashedly. presumably, this is so you’ll get all silly over it and their egos are duly stroked. well, that’s not how i roll. instead of behaving like i’m flattered, i choose to regard them as if they’re huge dorks, and enjoy watching them slink off, tails between their legs. don’t get me wrong, sincere flirting is certainly appreciated, and i know it when i see it. but if you flirt with me not because you’re interested, but to make yourself feel good, then i’ll do my best to make you feel the opposite. because i’m a bitch and i think it’s funny. also, i’m pretty sure that being rejected by a fat ugly girl makes the rebuke sting all the worse.

the painfully awkward nerdy guys are more than welcome to flirt, though. for they are the lucky few who can get a two-hour extension on the study rooms.