My job requires me to monitor or inspect construction workers. There was a man whose name was Ram (I guess short for Ramsey?) He’s been generous coming from someone who has to take orders from me.

So one day, just because I was dressed professionally on that day [because my job doesn’t require me to do so], he started coming onto me! And he said something like: “I’ve wanted to say this, I liked you from the first day I saw you” and yadiyadi… I told him I have a boyfriend and he wouldn’t like this. He insisted that he was a great guy, that I should give him a chance.

Did I mention he was about his 40’s? I was at a fresh tender age of 22. He even had the guts to say that he’s OK with my having a boyfriend and insisted that I take his number and call him out at night for a coffee or something. So I let him write his number onto a napkin and I believe my coworker used it to blow his nose from the allergies that he had.

Once I got outta there, I chucked it and shivered with disgust, thinking, why do I attract the ugly, creepy dirtbags?

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