pet peeved

non-dating news: you know what rivals public fingernail clipping in gross things that make me move away from you if you do that on a subway—that utterly disgusting sound of expectorating and then swallowing. if you're five years old and have a profound tissue aversion, maybe it's forgivable or at least understandable. if you're 35 it's simply unacceptable. and so this morning i forfeited my seat because of a very well-dressed fellow next to me who was doing just that. almost gagged in horror.

as for dating—the only people who have written me are, get this, married men. good grief—what makes them think i wanna be a mistress?