elsewhere in wilderness.: Is it bad that I don’t really mind being called pet names by…

danseboheme:

Is it bad that I don’t really mind being called pet names by strangers? Even male strangers, bus drivers, waiters, that sort of thing. I’d hate to live in an impersonal world. I can understand why it bothers some. I understand it can be said in a condescending, possessive, creepy, or…

I can totally understand. I feel like whenever I’m addressed by a name other than my own especially by men, I’m conflicted with the feminist in me, and the person that longs to live in a much less impersonal world too. It’s a weird confliction. Like am I supposed to be offended, or not? Sometimes I feel patronized, other times I feel endeared. I think it depends. Totally get this feeling though!