this old creepy perverted guy came into the store and asked me to see my hand. not knowing what that was all about, i showed him. he commented that i didn't have a ring and was like, "so, you're not married. you should watch out for old wolves like me." i was like, okay, a little weird, but nothing out of the ordinary for a work day at the store. so, he comes up to the register, and while i'm ringing his items up, he starts telling me that i should come over to his place that night. but it's not once or twice that he says this, it's several times. then he tells me how i'm not that innocent. like he knows. anyways, so he goes on to say that maybe he should be afraid that i would rape him. then offers that he wouldn't mind. by this time i'm thinking, what a sicko and i'm hoping that he'll just take his things and leave, never to be seen again. but no, he keeps on talking. he asks me what my name is in chinese. i tell him i'm not chinese. so then he wants to know what i am. so, i tell him, and he's like, so, what's your name in korean? so, i tell him and he doesn't get it. by this time, i'm forcing myself to be polite, but i'm wishing that another employee would come over. meanwhile, there's other people in line and this perverted guy keeps on trying to talk to me. before he finally leaves, he's told me that (1) i should go to his place that night, (2) he's probably too young for me (this guy's like 50), (3) something about him being black, (4) he wouldn't mind if i raped him (something i definitely could've lived without hearing), and (5) that he's only trying to make me smile. as if i don't smile enough already.
now how creepy and perverted is that?
i'm really hoping that this one won't come back again. i'm also hoping that we shall never cross paths in the street.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment