Oh, GT. I could not wait to come home and tell you this story, because it is ridiculous.
Last night I went to a Halloween party and met one of my friend's new boyfriend/sexual interest/thing (don't think they're really together yet but he obviously wants to be). He's a nice guy, but he is one of those types that thinks he knows everything about everything.
In the course of the conversation, we (of course) started talking about feminism. (I blame YOU, GT. I cannot seem to have a conversation with a stranger without feminism coming up.) He spent at least 5 minutes trying to explain to me what feminism is. His definition was, "Feminists want to be treated better than men get treated!" I tried to explain to him that that is actually not the case, but I don't know how successful I was.
THEN he started talking about literature (which he defined as Michael Crichton, Tom Clancy and Stephen King) and how he "REALLY studied literature in high school. I mean, we studied Catcher in the Rye and, like, REAL books, and we like ANALYZED the characters and stuff!" so he obviously really knows what he's talking about. I mean, never mind my MA in English literature, he obviously knows more than me. And then he started talking about martial arts and how he is so good at them. GreenHunk has been taking Muay Thai for 7 years.