And maybe I lashed out too soon. But I have a real thing about being told to keep quiet. Yes, I know, Arlene tells me to never top or correct a man, but my first boyfriend was constantly up in my kitchen about how I embarrassed him or how I was too loud or maybe I should change my outfit because it drew to much attention. Hell, my own XSD, who is a strong contender for the Worst Person Ever*, once called me an “embarrassment to my family” because he didn’t like the boots I was wearing.
So yeah, I get a little oversensitive when people tell me to quiet down, cover up, settle down or shut my mouth. But I stand by the point I made, even if it wasn’t the point this writer was making.
Apology accepted. Public spanking over.
*Beat out only by his skank-ass girlfriend