Why is the male race so clueless?

I don't have many male friends-could you tell by the list? (ugh girls) Anyway- I think the reason why is that I end up kissing them. Yup. There are a couple that have not been blessed by these lips- one of them the reason being is that he's married (not going into that just yet)- yes, I have morals! Were you wondering???

Anyway, my instructors & I flirt (yeah, like it's a surprise that I flirt) and there are a couple who actually tell me they want to sleep with me. Now, I do not encourage it- I don't say "oooh, yeah baby, when?- but I do not discourage it because I get free classes that way- I used to be special- Now EVERYONE gets free classes- So, I should start using that word "no" and "shut the fuck up", but I don't think they'd stop. And of course it's a big ego boost- but... there is that horrible wham, bam, thank you ma'am feeling that I don't appreciate.

Yeah, so, back to the title (scroll up- I'm too lazy to type it again)- yeah, why? I mean I take the instructors' "teasing" 3 weeks out of the month, but it's hard when your emotions are everywhere and you can't control them and you TELL them to take it easy on you because you are not having a good day- That's what happened last night. I told D (you know the genius that asked me if I got a boob job- and and was back in class a couple of days later) that I wasn't into his "teasing"- criticism is more like it- and to take it easy on me- nope, didn't work. So, I told him not to speak to me again for the rest of the class. He fed the ball further away from me. He fed it faster so I had to run twice as quickly to reach it. He criticized my swing- pretty much everything I didn't want to deal with that night. And I warned him! So, I'm at the net and a shot comes at me and I swing at it (I know not to but I do it anyway) and he screams "when are you going to learn NOT to swing at the net???" and I SCREAM "SHUT UP, I TOLD YOU NOT TO SPEAK TO ME AN HOUR AGO!!!" and that was that- the rest of the class was shot- everything was subdued- I played like shit- and D was quiet.

I left right away and found him in the front office- approached him and was told to "not speak to him off the court any longer- fine if we are on the court- not okay anywhere else" I didn't know what to say ( I, yes, I was speechless) and I was upset. I had a knot in my stomach for the rest of the night and this whole day.

I wanted to call and apologize (eat humble pie- is that what Americans say?) but no such luck without a number. And I just KNEW that C (other perv instructor) would confront me about it- I get a freaking lecture and threats that I can be banned (I AM SO COOL) from this guy (with a Napoleon complex) once a month about my behavior (you are loud and rude and blah blah blah- I tune him out because I don't speak retard) and it's not true- EVERYONE (pushing it a bit with that word) loves me- the girls (surprise, surprise), the guys, the instructors- they do. I make fun and make them laugh. It's a good time had by all. So, I didn't want him to meddle but I knew that D would tell his BFF C and so I did what any self respecting girl would do. I cried. Yup. Figured that would be the easiest way to get him the hell away from me. He looked at me liked I had just picked my nose and ate it. THE HORROR! OMG! What to do? A girl is crying in the presence of a guy! It worked. He asked me if I was ok. And I told him that I didn't want to discuss it. GENIUS.

He did eventually broach the subject and asked if the joking got out of hand last night. I said yes and that I would talk to D and take care of it. Then C starts in on my game- and I cried again. He shut up for the rest of the class. Works like a charm. Try it, you'll like it. Just don't overuse it because it gets old and then they just think you're crazy (yeah, they figured me out years ago).