By Rene Rodriguez

         I met a guy at work who is also new, like me, and we started chatting after work for maybe 5 days. All of a sudden, he texts me asking me to come over to his place super late at night. RED FLAG, so of course i reject. Then the next week of work, same thing, we talk a little after work, then he asks me to come over. I tell him I can't, for obvious reasons but i tell him it's due to my midterm, and he insists that I make time to come over. Basically after noting his pathetic persistence, I question him enough to make him finally say what he actually wants: he only wants to have sex with me and when that gets old, since I'm so great to talk to, we can have an actual friendship after. Oh and yeah, he says it doesn't have to happen "immediately" and that he's "really good" and I "should think about it."

        I won't lie, I think this probably ranks as the worst way to approach any woman in all of history, and of course, I'm the lucky girl who it falls on. What makes me so upset about this is that throughout the conversation of texts, he honestly just assumed it was going to happen since we talked after work, despite my telling him I was in no way attracted to him and that I don't sleep around with guys but he kept pushing it no matter how many times I told him no. Ergo, conversation rape.

        Another thing that makes me sad about this is that my I told my parents about it, and my dad pretty much told me it was my fault since he had my number (which I didn't even technically give him; he took my phone and got it) and that I should know better because all guys want sex no matter how nice they may seem. So basically, it's my fault I'm being harassed because I exist as a woman. How is it that this similar scenario has happened to me SO often? Okay, maybe not quite so explicitly, but I'm not sure why guys or my so-called GUYfriends think it's okay to tell me what they want to do with me or that we would have so much fun if we got drunk and messed around and all of that. It's degrading as hell, and I swear that the next guy or "friend" that does that, I will castrate them and shove it up their nose. I honestly can't express how used I feel from this guy I thought could have been a cool friend to have, and now I'm afraid to even walk to my car at night after work.