I was on vacation with my mom in Toronto when this happened. I was about 14 at the time.

We were in one of the many malls up there and I was window shopping. I found something I liked but my mom had all the cash so I had to go and look for her. After I did, we headed back and I accidentally bumped onto a guy’s shoulder with mine. I turned around hoping to apologize but they walked away too fast. Being the oh so naive self, I didn’t even notice that whole group was following me!

My mom and I get to the store and one of the guys came up to me with a pen and paper in hand, asking for my phone number. Shyly, I told him I didn’t live there (which was true), He walked back to his group of fiends dejectedly and my mom and I proceeded to enter the store.

Curse those glass walls. That’s all I can say. In said store, the guy and his group of friends walked by and the boy who asked for my phone number waved at me. Being the naive idiot that I was, I waved back, with his friends in an uproar, saying “You still have a chance! Go! Go! Go!

Said boy runs back in and asked if we could be friends even though I’m not from Toronto. Then said mother came inbetween the two of us while I inwardly winced and face palmed the hell out. Said boy asked where we were from, my mom responded with the truth. He introduced himself as Peter and I had the PERFECT alias to make up for my stupidity, but my mom decided to say my real name.

That’s a head shot.

I left the mall in utter shame and embarrassment, telling my mom NOT to say anything about what happened. Didn’t happen. My uncle (family friend) came up to me two days later saying, “So your mom told me you got hit on at the mall the other day!” I denyed it like nobody’s business and left the room.

–submitted by ganged up on–

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