There are some things nobody tells you. Like, no matter how old you get, some idiot in a bar, on the street, in conversation will call you “baby”. Babe. Is it meant to be flirty? Is it offering familiarity? Don’t know. Don’t care. Don’t like it. Don’t call me baby. There is another thing nobody tells you but you find out for yourself mighty fast if you are a woman: that if you say to someone, “don’t call me that. Not your baby, mate. Not a baby at all. Please don’t call me that,” they act like you offended them. Like you caused…
Not your baby
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