A colleague, whom I worked with previously at the other place downstairs, and who nowadays likes to pop by my desk and talk his fill of rubbish, said to me today, after looking at my latest read on my table.
"Reading one book a week just means that you've got nothing better to do. You need to get yourself a guy."
Then he adds "want to take out an ad? It'll just say something like, 'looking for someone, have strict requirements - must be a man'."
I laugh it off and stare daggers into his back as he walks away.