This morning I discovered a really effective way to get rid of creeps, or sort through potential suitors. I went to Starbucks to write a paper, and this self-assured jerk came up to me while I was quite obviously in the middle of working, and asked me (I kid you not) if I like Derrida (while I’m wearing this shirt). I said yes, and asked him the same. When he enthusiastically responded yes, I asked him which text is his favorite, and he turned red and stared at me mutely. I started to feel bad, like I often do, and told him “it’s okay, I have trouble choosing too,” and then packed up my stuff and left.
So, a new filtration mode, effective immediately, is: wear a philosopher t-shirt every day and only give your number to the people who hit on you and know what they’re talking about.