the anti-crush continues

[moominmolly]

Had a meeting with the Funny Little Man at work yesterday. He is a tiny, badly-rendered caricature of a person. I swear he looked like a sandworm masquerading as a human through sheer force of will. I kept expecting his face to open up into rows of teeth, or wondering if I shook my head really fast if I could catch a glimpse of his true form.

Let me reiterate that he's never done anything to explicitly make me uncomfortable or piss me off. He's not unfriendly, he doesn't dump work in my lap, whenever I end up helping him on anything he thanks me politely and honestly, etc. He's not even horribly disfigured or smelly or lacking in the concept of personal space. I just look at him and GAAAAAA. Creepy.

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[muckefuck.livejournal.com]

Hey! I've got an anti-crush, too, I just didn't know that's what it was called!

Saw this guy on the train for the second or third time earlier this week. He's got long, flat, greasy hair and a dumpy pear-shaped body with wide hips, he-hooters, and not a whit of definition or muscle tone. His face isn't especially chubby, but it's very soft; his lips are full and the lower one protrudes.

I literally just look at him and shudder. This bothers me, since I think it's his "effeminancy" that I find repulsive. If he were recognisably a woman, I still wouldn't think him attractive, but I wouldn't be squicked either. I like to think I'm accepting of a whole spectrum of body types and that I don't think in the same strict sexual categories as other people, but he's a direct challenge to that flattering view of myself.

ha!

[vokzal.livejournal.com]

Sven has one of those. The place he keeps doing contract work at has this guy who does nothing but drool at porn all day.

[srd.livejournal.com]

Hrm, why do I think "Marvel Comics" here? "The incredible ick-men" with Oogy Man and his sidekick Dirty Old Man.