I do this. People have complained extensively about it in the past. Presumably because I am female and therefore walk around with a massive neon sign over my head that says “Please kill and eat me, for I am in fact made of chocolate and strawberries, and do anything people tell me to do”
Leaving aside some glaring biological inconsistencies, lets start with exactly why this attitude is a pile of utter horse shit. Firstly, its up to me. If I’m stupid enough to do something blatantly inadvisable, then I think I can safely state that its my own goddamn problem. Not yours, nor anyone else’s. And it does not endear you to me in the slightest when you make it clear that you consider me incapable of performing this, the simplest of tasks, on my own.
I am not impressed by your concern. Or your guilt, for that matter. People have used arguments in the past which run along the lines of “But I’ll feel bad if anything happens to you, would you really want me to feel bad?” I now have a completely just and honest response. I don’t give a damn. If you choose to allow yourself to feel guilty for something not your responsibility, then that is fuck all to do with me. In fact, how dare you use your own emotional bullshit to try and force me into doing something.
So don’t bother insisting. By all means offer me a lift home if you genuinely wish to, I can assure you the offer will not go unappreciated. The fact that I occasionally like walking alone doesn’t exclude all other forms of travel and certainly doesn’t mean I hate when people offer to drive me. But anyone who attempts to pull the “there’s no point in walking because I’ll drive along beside you” stunt again, will soon find themselves crawling along at 5mph on the busiest road I can find at 3am.
And now to prepare myself for the inevitable angry comment from my mother on why I really shouldn’t do these things. Sigh.