Senior academic man:
What do you think of going on [insert] expedition, to haunt for meteor fragments?
Space loving me:
Omg are you serious?! I'd love that...
Space loving me:
So what does that entail?
Senior academic man:
We'll be going to [insert place] to collect meteor samples for [insert study] usually we camp out there.
Space loving me:
Sounds great, I'll need a list of equipment needed, who else is coming?
You, me and probably 2 other team members. A geologist from [insert institution] and a colleague of mine.
Space loving me:
Sounds good, let me know the details so I can make arrangements!
Senior academic man:
The sky out there, you'll love it...
I'm already excited! Can't wait. It's been so long since I camped out and I've never done anything like this before, thank you so much. You're the best.
Senior academic man:
What type of wine do you like?
Space loving me:
?
I don't think I have a preference, but I don't know much about wine. I know I'm not a fan of red.
Senior academic man:
White it is, we can share a tent, have some wine out there and look at the stars. If you get cold I'll keep you warm.
Space loving me:
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Not the first time this happens, it isn't okay, if a woman gets mad or scared about it she isn't being "dramatic" and please just don't act like you had no idea this isn't okay
Come on.
I've spent a pretty huge chunk of my life letting unwanted advances happen, because I was wired to see them as a signs of me being "worthy of attention".
It's not okay
It's aggravating that so many people identify with this, but I'm also glad people think they can tell me about it
No amount of bullying is ever going to stop me from saying what I have to say.
In fact, had I known better, I would've done *everything I could* to destroy this perv.
So, I'm sorry if this kind of thing makes you uncomfortable, but loving something shouldn't mean having to put up with this kind of thing to get it.
Less speeches in here about how you're an ally for everything, and more doing plz.