Guy: So, how long have you and your boyfriend been together?

Me: I don't have a boyfriend.

Guy: Aw, that's too bad. You're pretty enough to be with someone.

Me: ...wow. What a jackass comment.

Guy: It was a compliment.

Me: Yeah? It sure didn't sound like one.

Guy: So why /are/ you single?

Me: Because I like being by myself.

Guy: How do you ever expect to get married with an attitude like that?

Me: I don't want to get married. I don't want a relationship at all.

Guy: You don't mean that.

Me: You don't know me.

Guy: What if someone else liked you? You wouldn't just go out with him? You could force yourself to like him.

Me: No, because no one is entitled to me just because they like me nor am I obligated to pretend that I reciprocate their feelings and string them along. I refused to do that just as much as I refuse to continue talking to you. (At this point I walked away.)

Guy: (shouting after me) You just don't know what you want!

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(And after running into me later that same day, he had the nerve to tell me that I had offended him.)