I was walking home with my sister and I could hear this guy talking because he could see us from far away.
He was an old man who was sitting on his walker, who also looked like a chubbier Ray Charles.
“Here they come…the prettiest girls on 111th street!
(We keep walking)
“Every time they walk by, my heart goes BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!”
I thought, wow, he really think he has a chance…
A fat chance perhaps..heh
–submitted by K.L–
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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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I don’t think I’ve ever felt like a bigger piece of meat in an Irish pub.
Guy #1 kept on trying to kick it to me while gulping down glass after glass of Guinness. He then proceeded to say, “You’re so cute and small and Asian” and poked me.
… Who the fuck pokes nowadays? As tempted as I was to punch him out, I wouldn’t want to follow in the tradition of starting an Irish bar fight.
Guy #2 was nicer. He tried making casual conversation with me but didn’t work out so he backed off and sensed my disinterest.
Guy #3 was an older gentleman. He worked down on Wall Street and smoothly made his way to my side of the bar to clear some bottles. He asked where my boyfriend was (I had just gotten out of a long term), so I lied and said he’s doing graveyard shift as a security guard. He gave me his number and I his (I wasn’t thinking quick enough to make up a number). I labeled him “Don’t Pick Up” on my mobile phone, hoping he won’t call.
Unfortunately he did.
And my mom picked up.
While I was in the bathroom.
–submitted by don’t call me–
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This was during the dead of winter and I was waiting for the F train at 169th. Of all days to have my headphones break, I traveled in silence. From the corner of my eye, an Indian guy was slowly and inconspicuously ’scooting’ his way until he was next to me. Um heard of a little something called personal space?
He asked me what time it was as the LAMEST pick up line because there was a HUGE clock right on top of me. Why I decided not to be a smart ass about it, I’ll never know. So I told him said time and he introduced himself. I forgot his name but he asked for mine. I called myself Audrey for the day (that’s a lie). So he kept on talking to me and asked how old I was.
I said I was 19. I was 22 in real life. I then proceeded to tell him I was married.
He had the audacity to ask if I was pregnant! What, a person can’t get married at 19 without being pregnant?! What an ass. I should’ve mouthed off at him but he was nice enough to say “Train’s coming” and walked away.
I should’ve stuck with the smart ass comments.
–submitted by H.V–
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