STYLETHREAD -- LET'S TALK SHOP!

Aside from the run-of-the-mill rubbernecks, here's one that stands out particularly in my mind:

Went to Safeway one night after work to get oven cleaner.  While I was walking into the store, a carfull of guys roll down their windows and start hooting and hollering "Hey hot stuff!" and "Yo baby!" and "You wanna ride with us?".  I promptly gave them all the finger and some choice words to match !

oh the stories i could tell...  normally i just ignore random guys, but i get kind of creeped out when a guy starts to insult me if i don't talk to him.  two stories that stick out in my mind...

i used to live in boston when i was younger, and our big thing (in high school) was to hang out around downtown crossing. so one day i was with my friends and this guy comes up to me, he was at least 25 closer to 30, and i was 16 (and not an old looking 16, i used to wear really baggy clothes so i very much looked my age). so he starts talking to me and he says the normal stuff about how i'm pretty, etc. etc. and for some reason i didn't immediately brush him off (the hubris of youth) so then he asks me if i'm a virgin. and i respond, "what kind of question is that" and i start to get really angry, so he says "you know, one day we might come back from the movies and i might want to break something off in you" (i swear those were his exact words). so my friends and i get really mad and we get into an argument with this guy which ends with him telling me "i'll kick you in your a** so hard you'll get hemorrhoids." and we just run away. the really awful part is that for a while this guy was stalking me. i don't think it was intentional, in the sense that he was looking for me specifically, but shortly after this incident i got a job at the filene's basement in downtown boston and apparently he hung around in that area a lot (obviously trolling for young girls).  essentially everytime he saw me he would try and pick me up and when i ignored him, he would start cursing me out. very strange.

hmmmm...the creepiest? Well there was this one guy who always came in a restaurant i worked in at the same time on the same day. Thursday afternoons at 3:00, a time when the resaturant would usually be absolutely dead. And he would sit at the bar and only order a coffee, And he would take pills w/ his coffee...and as soon as he came in he would always ask me to put on the weather channel. He was obsessed w/ the weather.

Anywhoo, I would try to ignore him and just give him his coffee and try to clean things but he would always get into detail about the wierdness of his life...once he showed me pictures of himself, headhot portraits taken at KMart, w/ him in a black leather jacket and sunglasses. He had two shots. One w/ his chin down and one w/ his chin up and he was asking my input on which picture was better. This continued for 3 weeks. Then he showed me a pic of his "ex" she was really creepy looking, in a wierd pose lying down w/ TONS of blue and pink makeup on and poufy curly hair.

he would always ask me "what do you like to do for fun" or what's your boyfriend like...I was broken up w/ him but I pretended that I had one so he wouldn't bother me...

then he showed me a handwritten note that he wanted to write on the back of his picture to give to another bartender he likes and "visits" The note had everything spelled wrong in it, and when I read it I didn't know if I should have told him that it was all spelled wrong...I didn't want him to be embarrassed, so I told him it's great!

Well the next week he came in all depressed, he apparently tried to give the bartender the picture w/ the note and some flowers and the bouncer kicked him out! This guy came in and said "I'm back on the anti-depressants again..."

When I quit the restaurant two weeks later, I didn't want to tell him because I knew he would want my # to keep in touch. And it was my last day there, he came in, I didn't say a word. Until one cook said, "Hey, isn't ti your last day today?" in front of him...shit! He got all frazzled and was like, you didn't tell me? And then he wrote his number down for me, then CALLED  THE RESTAURANT for me two hours later to make sure I would keep in touch. THEN he came back IN to the restaurant to see me again to make sure I still had his phone #...he was soooooo creepy!

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Originally posted by: SheilsBabe
"A week or so ago, I was at a bar at school and a guy approached me as the place was closing. He introduces himself, asks if he can be my boyfriend, and tells me he has a letter of recommendation in his wallet to prove his worthiness. WHAT?!"

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Originally posted by: Andrea Julia
"Well, did you ask to see the letter?"

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wow, thats awful, indiekitten!

I don't know if I'd be more angry or scared...

2 pisodes come to my mind.

I wa biking, dressed as I usually do when I am biking (like crap, to avoid guys that try to hit on me), and a guy in a car passes by and say something, which I don't understand. So, I stop next raffic light and he is besides me. He says "did you hear what I said" "no" "Well, I am gonna smack that ass!". Thank God the light got green and he had to go.

The other one was when I was still living in NY, actually in Brooklyn, and at that point I was living in a pretty scary area. I am walking home one night from the subway station, it was like 11:30. A car with 4 guys starts following me, and they start asking me things. When they see I don't reply, they start talking to each other "do you think she blows" "yeah, and I think she swallows too".

It was awful, I moved away couple of weeks later...

I have one...

I was at a bar in Seattle and this really drunk, average looking guy starts talking to my friend, so I join the coversation.  Then he tells me that he has a confession...he works near me downtown and my parking space is below his office window.  He then goes on to tell me that his boss was sexually harrassing him, so he sued her... (He stopped himself and stated that he was so drunk and couldn't believe what he was confessing, but my friend encouraged him to continue.)...but she came back saying that he is obessed with a girl outside his window.  He said that he had been watching me every day, and particularly noticed that I always dressed well...he sees me at the gym...he worries that I can see him watching me...  His friend came up to us and said "He's in love with you."  I had never noticed this guy before in my life.  Well, the very next day I got my parking space moved.  A year has passed and I haven't seen him since that creepy confession.

I was exiting the subway station at the downtown stop in LA, headed toward campus, and this guy who was wearing a baseball jacket from Janet Jackson's 1993 tour or something kept following me. He followed me all the way to the transfer point for the bus and kept asking me if I wanted to be a model. Now I'm not typical model material so I know something's up. And then he just slips a piece of paper in my hand and goes "call me if you're ever interested, you've got a great look". I open up the piece of paper and it's his New York state license with a phone number scrawled on it. Oh, and it shows his birthdate as being sometime in 1967. To put this in perspective, I was born in 1985.

EDIT: I just remembered another one. My BF used to work in a sketch area of Hollywood and one night I was angry that he hadn't come home from work yet. It was already 9 PM and he said he might be there until midnight. I couldn't tolerate being home alone until midnight, so I said that I'd meet him at work. I took the bus to his place, which was 45 minutes away. The bus didn't drop me off right in front of his workplace, but a few blocks away. so here I am walking through this sketch part of Hollywood at 10 pm and there's a car full of dirty icky men who start to make tons of catcalls and whistles, rendering me completely embarrassed. I actually ran all the way to BF's office and freaked out and told him that I would never do that again.

I still don't understand why creepy guys all want to hit on me...and what's worse, these experiences could have all been avoided if I owned a car.

men are such pigs sometimes. *sighs*