Control Freak

Mark was an accountant in the office I worked in. I liked him, so when he asked me out, I said yes. He took me to a nice restaurant where he proceeded to order for me. I was trying to be nice and didn't say anything. Next, he began telling me how to improve my appearance at work and even told me exactly which colors to wear and which not to. I was getting very irritated by that point, but it got worse. He explained all the things I did that he didn't like and told me to stop doing them immediately. One of them was that he didn't like how I laughed. To make a point, I laughed at the suggestion and told him off. Talk about your control freaks!

— Melody, 31

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