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The Vine: August 6, 2002

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Sars,

I’m a 22-year-old virgin who has absolutely no desire to have sex. I’ve had two boyfriends in my life, one when I was 17 and one when I was 20, but again, no desire to have sex…neither of them was keen on the idea of being with someone with those ideals, so you can imagine why it didn’t work out. I’ve felt this way for as long as I can remember.

I’ve informed my GYN and spoken about it with a close friend who is a therapist, both coming to a conclusion that just wasn’t true. They both either assumed that a) I had been molested and therefore was having hesitations about sex, or b) probably avoiding it because I could be gay. Neither one of those assumptions is correct. I’ve never been molested and was brought up in an incredibly open home. By “open,” I mean that sex wasn’t something to be looked at as shameful or dirty. My parents talked openly with me about it and never hesitated to answer any questions I had about it. I’m also not gay. I’m very much attracted to guys, always have been; I just have no desire to have sex with them.

I’m also tired of being told that “you’ll want to when you find the right guy” or “you’re just nervous.” That’s not the case either. I don’t have a problem talking about sex or watching sex, but the idea of actually having sex holds no interest to me.

I can’t explain it, and I’m not looking for answers so I can get over it and eventually have sex…I just hate feeling like I’m not normal somehow by feeling this way. It’d be much easier if I’d ever heard of someone else in my situation who feels the same way, but alas, I have not.

So, do you have any idea as to what’s up with my lack of hornyness? I seek your advice, oh wise one!

Incredibly Not Horny


Dear Not Horny,

I’ve gotten at least one letter like yours before, so rest assured, it’s not just you, and it’s not abnormal.

It is unusual, though, and it’s obviously bothering you, so you should look into it. By that, I mean that you should go back to your GYN again and have an in-depth discussion with him or her about what’s going on (or not going on). Your lack of sex drive might have a physical basis. I don’t mean to suggest that you “need fixing” by any means, but if, for example, your pituitary isn’t working properly or you’ve got an ovarian condition of some sort, that could indicate a serious problem down the line, and you ought to rule out any physical causes or problems.

So, start with a complete physical — blood work, the whole bit — and a long chat with your GYN about the findings. But if your medical doctors don’t find anything amiss, you might consider seeing a counselor and talking about it. Maybe there’s something going on that you haven’t thought of; childhood abuse and sexual-identity issues aren’t the only reasons people lose interest in sex. At the very least, you can talk to the counselor about how you hate feeling like it’s not normal for you not to want to have sex, just to get it off your chest.

Some people just don’t care about sex one way or the other. There’s nothing wrong with that — but it might put your mind at ease if you make sure it’s just that. In the meantime, don’t worry too much about everyone else. Each person has their own pace and approach with these things; this is yours.


Dear Sars,

Love your writing, love your site, love you.

I hope you have some room in your column for a grammatical emergency. The problem, specifically, is the recent outbreak of the word “orientate.” I don’t know what heinous sin I’ve committed, but “orientate” has descended upon my workplace like so many Biblical plagues. It’s impossible to get through a thirty-minute meeting without hearing it ten times; company email is riddled with it; documentation is “orientate” this and “orientate” that; and it’s entered casual conversation to an alarming degree. And now, of course, its mutant variants are spreading like wildfire. When I heard someone mention how he drank too much and became “totally disorientated,” I decided that something had to be done.

Everyone has unique grammatical raw nerves — I read your rant about the ever-sinister “I could care less” — and those errors that feel like a thousand sharpened fingernails down the chalkboard. “Orientate” is mine. I cannot stand it. It causes me physical pain. I’ve tried suggesting to people (honestly, I’m very nice and polite about it!) that it’s actually a bastardization of the noun “orientation,” that it’s not a real word, and that “orientate” is only showing up in dictionaries now because misused colloquialisms have a way of sneaking into the language. I leave out my opinion that (like the wonderful “irregardless” and “subsequentially”), “orientate” is, to be utterly snobby about it, something that inarticulate people say to make themselves sound fancy.

But then it occurred to me: maybe I’m wrong. Maybe “orientate” has been approved? Maybe the gods have granted it a special dispensation? What’s your take on it, Sars? Is it really the sin I think it is, or should I just get over it?

This is always the pattern at the workplace: there’s some horrible “corporate-speak” phrase, it takes off, everyone utters it constantly without realizing that it’s stupid or even knowing what it means, and then five months later it vanishes completely, replaced by the latest (even more awful) buzzword. Seriously, someone should write an article about the invention and proliferation of corporate lingo in America; it’s a fascinating linguistic phenomenon. And I know that if I can just wait it out, “orientate” will die of its own accord.

Except that it’s killing me, and I can’t make it three more months. Over the last few years, I’ve weathered the rise and fall of such gems as “proactive partnership,” “leveraging dependencies,” “restructuring human capital” (i.e. firing half the company), and “bucketizing priorities.” But one has to have standards in life, and I feel the need to draw the line at “orientate.” May I put a stop to it?

Yours,
Beleaguerated in Boston


Dear Boston,

I hear you. “Orientate” is in my 10C, defined as “to face or turn to the east,” but that’s not how Corporatese uses it; they employ it to mean “to acquaint with the existing situation or environent.” In other words, they’ve taken the word “orientation” and…done whatever that thing is where they back-form a word using the suffix instead of using the proper root of the word. And now I can’t think of the goddamn term for the life of me, of course.

Well, maybe it’ll come to me later. Anyway, unless your co-workers mean “point something east,” they use it incorrectly; yes, it’s “in the dictionary,” but it has a very narrow meaning, and “orient,” which is what they mean, is much broader. (I would like to point out that the “orientate” issue is completely different from that enemy of usage rigor, “irregardless,” which is flat wrong, doesn’t mean anything, and only serves to reward the laziness of the intellectual Smurfs who can’t shift themselves to use “regardless” or “irrespective” instead, because “the language is a living blah” and “same diffeblah” and IT’S NOT A FUCKING WORD. Whew. Sorry.)

As far as putting a stop to it goes…don’t bother. If they gave two shits about the sanctity of the language, they’d have already learned that their usage is wrong. Change it on documents you have control over and let the rest go.


Dear Sars —

I am desirous of an outside opinion, and you came to mind as to someone who would give me their gut reaction.

So, here’s the story. My friend, Brandon, has had a thing for me since, like, last December. He’s a little intense for me, and I wasn’t really into to him, so I tried to just keep it friendly. Last August, in a drunken stupor (hindsight — we never should have gone to the bar with $2 cocktails), he confessed his feelings for me. I gently turned him down. Now, six months later, things are unfortunately still weird. When I call him or e-mail him, he always says, “How come you never call or e-mail me?” Granted, I don’t call or hang out with him as much as we used to, but I still get the weird vibe, you know?

Enter Brandon’s friend. You knew it was coming. Last weekend at a party, Brandon showed up with his friend Dylan. I talked to Dylan for a long time, and long story short, I love him. I must see him again. But I never got the chance to hammer out any definite plans at the party; it was crowded and drunken and it was hard for me to get enough alone time with Dylan.

So now, at long last, the question: How do I find Dylan? Would I be the biggest bitch in the entire world if I called Brandon and was like, “Hey! Hook me up with your friend!” because I feel like maybe I would be. I also thought of sending my friend in as a feeler: “Hey, she thinks Dylan is cool.” But then I remembered that I’m not in sixth grade anymore. The only possible approach I could think of would be to invite Brandon out and hope that he brings Dylan, but still that seems a tad underhanded to me — and unlikely, as I’ve never seen them out together before the other night. I think they’re more work friends than play friends.

What do you think? Should I just let it go? Because I want to be the grown up, but I could REALLY like this guy. And seriously, how often does that happen?

Sincerely confused,
Trying to not be a bitch, but still get the guy


Dear Trying,

Situations like the one you describe always come down to a choice — your feelings, or someone else’s feelings — and when there’s no way to have both, you feel guilty about wanting to choose the path that puts yours first.

But sometimes we have to hurt the feelings of others in order to live our lives. It’s unfortunate, and it’s not a license to wreak havoc on people emotionally, obviously, but we don’t live in a vacuum, and sometimes there’s no way around it. And sometimes, if you don’t do what you want to do, you just wind up resenting the person whose feelings you intended to spare.

I know you don’t want to hurt Brandon, but you don’t have feelings for him, and you wouldn’t have feelings for him whether you’d met Dylan or not. It’s painful for Brandon to accept, but that doesn’t change the facts, and if you really felt a connection with Dylan, you’ll just wind up annoyed at Brandon for keeping you from pursuing that.

You’ll have to handle it delicately, of course, but if there’s really no other way to get Dylan’s info, you’ll have to ask Brandon for it — just say you enjoyed talking to Dylan, or you “lost” his number, whatever you can do to soften the blow. But if it’s not going to happen between you, it’s not, and you’ve said as much to Brandon. Respect his feelings, and try not to hurt him, but don’t let that keep you from getting to know a guy you actually have an interest in that way.

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