I’m not a bitch. I just have no problem telling you where to go and how fast you can get there. Ladies, have you ever walked into a crowded room and had a girl look you over from top to bottom? Giving the impression that, for some reason yet unstated, this chick thinks you’re competition. It’s obvious she’s sizing you up and sees you as a threat of some sort. Whatever that “threat” might be is unknown, but it’s obvious that there is a problem. The room starts to shrink down a bit and the tension becomes very thick. For me, I become very socially awkward and start looking for…