Scary moment.
Yesterday while on my lunch break, I ran into a rather scary moment. I had gone into the nearby Dairy Queen to get a small ice cream as I've been extraordinarily good on my diet lately. I went in and waited for the man in front of me to place his order, then put mine in and stepped aside to get a spoon and napkins.
The man who had been in front of me was a balding 40-something African-American man in blue shirt and shorts, with two large gold earrings and a rather large amount of cologne on. He was also aside and began to talk to me. Seeing as I was in my scrubs, this is really, really frequent. Everyone talks to medical people and chit chats for some odd reason, but it is part of the job.
He asked me about my hair color and what I used as he said it was a unique color, and a few other minor questions. After speaking a moment, he quieted down a hair and asked "I'm just curious, and no offense, but are you gay?". I shrugged and nodded lightly saying that I was. A little odd to ask, but the man was pretty noticably gay himself despite also having two gold teeth and neck tattoos. Frankly, matching tops and bottoms and asking about my color explained it before he even asked.
After I confirmed it, he says "Oh, come here just a second, I want to show you something." and walks towards the back of the restaurant. Red flags go up some, however I reluctantly walked over. I was expecting he was either going to ask a number, offer drugs, or the likely-to-medical-personnel ask me an embarrassing question about a medical issue.
None of the above.
As soon as everyone looked away, he slid into the open bathroom door and I hear a quick "zzzZZZZIP!" as down goes his fly and his hand goes right for he penis. He was about to whip out his manhood to which I stepped back and said "No no no no, I'm not going to and I'm in a relationship anyways."
He looked at me going "Aww come on man! It'll be fun! It's okay!" and began to walk towards me.
Thankfully I heard the worker step around the corner with my food, and I ran, grabbing ahold of it and making my way out to the man behind me going "Awww, now you're going to make me sad!".
I hightailed it across the street and didn't look back. This was the first time I've ever run across an honest-to-goodness pervert. In retrospect I probably should've said something to the store worker, or not gone towards the back in the first place. Still, I won't lie that this was a totally new experience for me. I like thinking I'm cute enough people want me, but am a fair bit unnerved that a stranger wanted to do such in a fairly public place. Not to forget if he screws strangers, what kind of diseases is he full of?
So this week I'm going to be like my armadillo so I can roll into a ball and not come out.
The man who had been in front of me was a balding 40-something African-American man in blue shirt and shorts, with two large gold earrings and a rather large amount of cologne on. He was also aside and began to talk to me. Seeing as I was in my scrubs, this is really, really frequent. Everyone talks to medical people and chit chats for some odd reason, but it is part of the job.
He asked me about my hair color and what I used as he said it was a unique color, and a few other minor questions. After speaking a moment, he quieted down a hair and asked "I'm just curious, and no offense, but are you gay?". I shrugged and nodded lightly saying that I was. A little odd to ask, but the man was pretty noticably gay himself despite also having two gold teeth and neck tattoos. Frankly, matching tops and bottoms and asking about my color explained it before he even asked.
After I confirmed it, he says "Oh, come here just a second, I want to show you something." and walks towards the back of the restaurant. Red flags go up some, however I reluctantly walked over. I was expecting he was either going to ask a number, offer drugs, or the likely-to-medical-personnel ask me an embarrassing question about a medical issue.
None of the above.
As soon as everyone looked away, he slid into the open bathroom door and I hear a quick "zzzZZZZIP!" as down goes his fly and his hand goes right for he penis. He was about to whip out his manhood to which I stepped back and said "No no no no, I'm not going to and I'm in a relationship anyways."
He looked at me going "Aww come on man! It'll be fun! It's okay!" and began to walk towards me.
Thankfully I heard the worker step around the corner with my food, and I ran, grabbing ahold of it and making my way out to the man behind me going "Awww, now you're going to make me sad!".
I hightailed it across the street and didn't look back. This was the first time I've ever run across an honest-to-goodness pervert. In retrospect I probably should've said something to the store worker, or not gone towards the back in the first place. Still, I won't lie that this was a totally new experience for me. I like thinking I'm cute enough people want me, but am a fair bit unnerved that a stranger wanted to do such in a fairly public place. Not to forget if he screws strangers, what kind of diseases is he full of?
So this week I'm going to be like my armadillo so I can roll into a ball and not come out.