Dear men who work on the dock with me,
Please stop asking me out to lunch/dinner, going to the movies, asking if I have a boyfriend, etc. Please stop spitting wack lines, which will totally shut you off from me. 98% of ya'll wouldn't have a chance with me anyway because you sound ignorant and aren't that great looking. I don't care how much money you make. And if you think it's cute to tease me like an eight-year old or say "yeah, let's get together because your cousin married mines", that doesn't work either. Please come to me like you have at least some intellegence.
Take for example, the black stevedore who works for APM. If he didn't have a girlfriend this is why I WOULD holler at him...
1) He's fine.
2) He's smart and carries himself like a real gentleman.
3) He's an Alpha.
Number 3 is optional (you don't have to be greek, but I also do like Omegas and Kappas) but if you want to step to me, please at least come with the first two. And if you get offended, I don't care if you run to my father and ask him why I won't give you the time of day. Give him this message: I hate this job, I can't find you so I can get money, and if I get the job at the newspaper, I'm gone!
Signed,
JB13
P.S. to my GC family: I am very choosy when it comes to men.