I need a guy who doesn't try to force himself in.  I don't need a man-splainer, or see-through attempts at forcing common ground.  I don't have respect for a guy who mistakes forcefulness for boldness, or attention for flattery.  I don't want a guy who think he's doing me a big favor by offering what I already have.

What I want to say to the gunner on auditions...

I don't know what to write.  I can't seem to get anything out.  All these words brew inside, grow wild and knock into each other in my chest, and just as they're about to spill forth I pull them back and bury them deep, as if expecting them to transform into something that will make sense and be worth having when I go back to upturn them again one day.