Apparently I couldn't possibly like men?

Today I went to get my oil changed at my dad's work. So instead of spending laborious hours doing it myself at home (Oh my god, wait she knows how to do basic car repairs what the fuck??) I went to visit my dad and get my brakes checked out because I'm one of those people that knows what their car is supposed to sound like and knows when something is off, so to speak.

Of course, my dad had already left, but I needed the oil change and brake check-up anyway. Plus why waste a thirty minute drive down Telegraph (Any and all metro-Detroiters know that road is the devil)?

So I pulled in and got out of my car, like always. Generally I wander around and talk to my dad or harass his coworkers that I've known for like ten years, but I wasn't feeling up to it today.

Today there were roofers working on the house behind my dad's small building. They were shirtless and they were, for want of better words, fine as hell. You know exactly what I'm talking about -- that sun kissed tan that you only get from spending hours outside working your ass off instead of laying on the beach. There's a difference, you can tell.

Now this isn't a blog about my sexual objectification of men, though that is in fact what I was doing, just as many men look at women the same way.

I was admiring these men for their chiseled abs and gorgeous skin, I'm not denying it.

I made a casual remark that maybe I should temporarily get a job there for the next few days, camp out in the back parking lot, get a little greased up from some minor car work. And then I told one of my dad's coworkers to move, they were blocking my view.

To which point he replied "I didn't even know you could be attracted to men."

Woah, woah. Wait.

Back up a few steps before I shove you into the oil change pit. What did you just say to me? I can't be attracted to men?

Since when?

A while ago I wrote a blog about how people that don't date continuously (Or ever, really) aren't taken seriously. About how supposedly, because of my lack of dating for almost twenty years, I couldn't possibly be attracted to someone, let alone someone of the opposite sex -- because apparently short hair is indicative of being a lesbian.

Get down off of your married-sexless high horse for a minute sir and recant your statement before you canter off into the sunset, barely hanging onto your saddle horn.

Women, just like men, can admire something for it's beauty. They can watch porn. They can masturbate. They don't have to date to be attracted to someone of the opposite sex.

Please stop looking at women as though they're sexless in their own minds, but sexual objects for you to enjoy.

Please.

Before I need to write another angry blog.

Or kick you.