Strangers

Justboy

So im waiting at the bus stop the other day, on my way to a night of alcohol and dancing, when a slim black fellow in a suit, holding some shopping bags asks me where im going...i brush this off with a courteous answer. After a minute or so he remarks 'you're quite pretty you know....followed with 'have you always been a man?'...at this point i just don't know what to say..... my chums on the other hand are wetting themselves laughing....slim black dude follows with 'its just i find you quite attractive'. At this point i'm just blanking this fellow, yet he keeps on giving me a curious look...luckily he wasnt catching the same bus and i managed a quick escape, but all in all it was very disconcerting.

Anyone else ever been in a simliar situation? Safe to say it has become the new topic of choice amongst my mates

Just in case you where wondering if i did indeed resemble a woman, here is one of the only soberish pics from that night

crocodilemachine

I had a similiar situation happen to me last halloween actually, I wouldn't let it bother you.

Aldo

I get hit on all the time by guys. You could see it as a compliment... Although, not in this case, I mean, he called you a girl, dude! I wouldn't let it bother you, people are strange, when you're a stranger, as The Doors teach us.

Variable

I was driving home from a friends house once and stopped at a red light. a homeless-looking woman (don't mean to sound ughh... mean about it but hopefully you know what I mean) starts walking over to my car. I hate to be the type to just ignore someone and I assume she's asking for money so I roll my window down. she peers in and says (paraphrasing because I can't remember anymore) "you shouldn't be staring at people. people in new york don't like that" all angry like. now, nevermind the fact that we weren't in new york at all, it really creeped me out.

edit - I guess this isn't really similar.

Zonkytonkman

TL; DR




EDIT: Hey, who's the chick in the OP?

I'd hit it.

JohnnyCache

man i see the problem

he is into giant smiley faces.

he was a gay hitting on you. Just take it as a compliment and bear it with good graces. Remember the experience when you hit on girls.

Aldo

JohnnyCache wrote: »

man i see the problem

he is into giant smiley faces.

he was a gay hitting on you. Just take it as a compliment and bear it with good graces. Remember the experience when you hit on girls.

...

That you should ask them if they have always been a woman?

redx

yeah, that's pretty fucked up.

Look, I'm no more homophobic than the next random white guy, but I'd have been a little put out. 'Have you always been a guy, cause you're cute, and I want to fuck you?' is just about half a step up from 'You got a pretty mouth, boy.'

People, gay or straight, a lot of them enjoy fucking with people and making them uncomfortable. Honestly, I'd write it off as that.

thundercake

I laughed reading this...I find it tacky to compliment a stranger on their looks period but the "have you always been a man?" part just cracks me up. He might have been just screwing with you...no, you don't look like a girl :P

Although, what does your shirt say? If it's "strictly for men" then you were asking for it..

chasm

You're pretty.

bowtiedseal

Some guy came up to me while I was waiting on a bench to try and sell me some magazines and started off with: "Let me guess, are you half-black, half-hawaiian?" He was wrong, but it was one of the more creative guesses I've gotten. After asking after my ethnicity and learning I was half Filipino he told me his brother got shot in the head in a military operation in the Philippines. Didn't know what to say after that. Then he got into his magazine spiel which I politely declined. He asked how old I was (I was eighteen at the time) and then said I was going to grow up to be very beautiful and that he wasn't just saying it so I would buy magazines. Thankfully my transportation showed up just then.

Look Out it's Sabs!

bowtiedseal wrote: »

Some guy came up to me while I was waiting on a bench to try and sell me some magazines and started off with: "Let me guess, are you half-black, half-hawaiian?" He was wrong, but it was one of the more creative guesses I've gotten. After asking after my ethnicity and learning I was half Filipino he told me his brother got shot in the head in a military operation in the Philippines. Didn't know what to say after that. Then he got into his magazine spiel which I politely declined. He asked how old I was (I was eighteen at the time) and then said I was going to grow up to be very beautiful and that he wasn't just saying it so I would buy magazines. Thankfully my transportation showed up just then.

You probably should of just bought his playboy magazines or whatever porn magazines he was trying to sell. :P

bowtiedseal

It was one of those deals like Orlando Jones in Office Space

Dynagrip

bowtiedseal wrote: »

S After asking after my ethnicity and learning I was half Filipino he told me his brother got shot in the head in a military operation in the Philippines. Didn't know what to say after that.

"Oh my God, my brother shot some dude in the head during a military operation in the Philippines."

ege02

Actually, I'm like that stranger the OP has been hit on.

Not in a sense that I hit on guys, but in a sense that I approach random girls -- at bookstores, coffee shops, beaches, you name it -- and hit on them. I won't push it far if they get uncomfortable, but still, for a lot of people my behavior is considered "strange" or even "creepy".

Wash

ege02 wrote: »

Actually, I'm like that stranger the OP has been hit on.

Not in a sense that I hit on guys, but in a sense that I approach random girls -- at bookstores, coffee shops, beaches, you name it -- and hit on them. I won't push it far if they get uncomfortable, but still, for a lot of people my behavior is considered "strange" or even "creepy".

Do you call them handsome and ask them if they've ever been guys?

Feral

ege02 wrote: »

Actually, I'm like that stranger the OP has been hit on.

Not in a sense that I hit on guys, but in a sense that I approach random girls -- at bookstores, coffee shops, beaches, you name it -- and hit on them. I won't push it far if they get uncomfortable, but still, for a lot of people my behavior is considered "strange" or even "creepy".

I can't imagine that actually works on anybody anywhere.

I mean, if I'm talking to a girl who's working behind the counter at some store or restaurant, and I get the sense that she's attracted to me, I'll chat her up and then get her number. I already have a reason to be talking to her anyway, so it's not like her defenses are going to be totally up in "mind your own damn business" mode. But going up to random people? That doesn't seem like it would work.

ege02

Feral wrote: »

ege02 wrote: »

Actually, I'm like that stranger the OP has been hit on.

Not in a sense that I hit on guys, but in a sense that I approach random girls -- at bookstores, coffee shops, beaches, you name it -- and hit on them. I won't push it far if they get uncomfortable, but still, for a lot of people my behavior is considered "strange" or even "creepy".

I can't imagine that actually works on anybody anywhere.

I mean, if I'm talking to a girl who's working behind the counter at some store or restaurant, and I get the sense that she's attracted to me, I'll chat her up and then get her number. I already have a reason to be talking to her anyway, so it's not like her defenses are going to be totally up in "mind your own damn business" mode. But going up to random people? That doesn't seem like it would work.

If you were in Seattle I would invite you to hang out with me for a day and have your reality -- and your sense of what is "possible" -- shattered.

Vlad McRad

Ege you've piqued my interests,

see I have friends who do that all the time, but are losers and never get girls. I suspect that's why.

ege02

Or they do, but you don't know about it.

Anyway it's probably because they are trying to "get girls". That never works.

Vlad McRad

Haha, no, no they don't get girls, but you seem to know what you're talking about

I'm curious.

Casual Eddy

Ege is generally well dressed and good looking, so I would imagine that helps his situation somewhat.


Anyway justboy, you're pretty but in really in a girly way. I imagine that dude was either a little bit insane or perhaps just fucking with you.

Incenjucar

I've had people call me Joanna.

This was when I had a beard.

One of them was a boss of mine. He wrote it on my name tag.

I just took it as a compliment.

So. Take it as a compliment.

Also maybe carry some mace.

Death of Rats

When I was about 18 I took a train ride from Philly to Chicago. I was hanging out in the smoking cart, drinking with some old guy who said it was his 60th birthday. There were a few people drinking, he had brought a case of beer on the train with him.

Well, the cart started to clear out. I was talking to some random dude (about 18-19) and it was an enjoyable conversation. Once we were both done with our drinks he told me he had some vodka and orange juice in his sleeping cart to continue the conversation. I, being a little drunk and a little naive, went back with him. We drank some more, talked about stuff (he worked at a law firm in DC, was interested in me going to school for animation in a few months), and did some whippits. Then he moved in to kiss me.

Which freaked my shit out. I pushed him away, told him I was flattered, but I wasn't gay. He told me he thought I was because of the art school (and also probably the fact that I went back to a perfect stranger's sleeping cart, that stranger being a guy). We talked for a little bit more and at the first chance I had I told him I was going to go back to my seat and that it was nice meeting him and all. Whole thing really freaked me out.

Looking back on it I feel kinda sorry for the guy. I pretty much did give off a lot of "I'm gay or bi" signals by going back to his sleeping cart.

ege02

Casual Eddy wrote: »

Ege is generally well dressed and good looking, so I would imagine that helps his situation somewhat.

I imagine the effect is very minor. I mean, I may be somewhat good looking, but I'm no Brad Pitt.

Anyway, I really don't want to go into detail here regarding how I hit on and pick up girls. I'll just say that the only reason it seems impossible to people is that they perceive it as such - like with most things, the only obstacle that exists is in their minds.

Holds true for a lot of other "impossible" things too, actually.

Vlad McRad

ege, take it to the chat thread? cause not gonna lie I'm a bit curious.

Loren Michael

OP is a hottie. A little effeminate in the face, but that's hardly a bad thing.

I love the subway in Taipei. Most of the seats are facing each other across the aisle. It's easy to make eye contact with random people.

Incenjucar

Ya know, it might be the jaw shape. I have a similar thing going on (except that my chin has hair that cannot be shaved away), and I've done some research on it lately... it's considered absurdly rare, to the degree that people don't really know how to give advice about it except, like, grow a pageboy.

Justboy

To the dude who went back to the strangers sleeping cabing on the train...that was a close call!
If my t shirt did indeed say 'Strictly For Men' i'd be asking for some bottom troubling...luckily it actually says 'strictly for my ninjas'..whatever that means.

Im hoping the dude was just having a laugh, although it does make you question whether its time to get a bit more manly. Need to get me some Old Spice and a beer belly. I think it was just the randomness of a guy who looked pretty professional suddenly coming out with something like that. Certainly one of the oddest stranger encounters. Have to use the 'have you always been a woman' as an opening line sometime...

Death of Rats

Justboy wrote: »

To the dude who went back to the strangers sleeping cabing on the train...that was a close call!

Eh, not really. Even with as fucked up as I was I could have taken the guy easily.

chasm

Death of Rats wrote: »

Justboy wrote: »

To the dude who went back to the strangers sleeping cabing on the train...that was a close call!

Eh, not really. Even with as fucked up as I was I could have taken the guy easily.

Especially if he'd said something like, "Lost SUCKS!!!"

Justboy

....even if he'd slipped a little something in your vodka and orange? You could have been bottom troubled all night unawares....danger

Death of Rats

Especially if he'd said something like, "Lost SUCKS!!!"

I would have been seriously confused considering that this was 2002.

Justboy wrote: »

....even if he'd slipped a little something in your vodka and orange? You could have been bottom troubled all night unawares....danger

Hmmm... didn't think about it that way. I'M STILL NAIVE!

What's better is the old guy at Union station the next day. I had an 8 hour layover. About 1 hour before my train boarded this old guy started talking to me about me looking really tense. I told him what had happened and generally had a good talk with him. The next day back at home my parents get a call from the old guy. Apparently he looked up my phone number online.

And if that wasn't creepy enough 2 years later I'm living in Chicago and meeting my mother at Union Station. While I'm waiting for here... there's old guy again! He approaches me and asks me out for lunch. I... gave him a fake phone number and told him to call me and we'd set something up.

Needless to say I don't much like trains anymore.

Anonymous Robot

My friends and I took the bus in town. We were going to the theater. We got on the bus, and I took my seat. Next to me was this older man, with thinning grey hair, a camoflauge vest, and a big gold cross. He pointed to the kid across from me, who was wearing a paper crown. "I wonder if they dared him to wear that?", he asked me. I laughed, mostly to oblige him. "Yeah, maybe they gave him bus fare."

"My friends dared me to wear a cowboy hat once." I thought nothing of it. "Yeah?" He nodded, and leaned close to me here. "I rode all the way from Plymouth to Boston in a cowboy hat and boots, a bikini with rhinestones everywhere." He cackled. "My cock was hard, hanging out... Shouldn't have dared me!" He cackled. His hand was on my leg now, kneading. "You look like a fag, kid. You a fairy?" The theater is nearing. I can't figure out the now system of stopping the bus. The strangest part of this story is, the old man stopped the bus for me. He was grinning, lips cracked, missing several teeth.

Death of Rats

So I'm guessing the moral of this thread is if you're a semi young guy, don't take public transportation. There's perverts of all ages on those things. And they may freak you out and make you question your sexuality.

DarkPrimus

This thread should be called "Strangers that hit on you".

Justboy

'my cock was hard, hanging out..... they shouldn't have dared me'...one of the most sinister phrases to be uttered on public transport

Linden

I'm not sure I want to know of any worse than that.

I wonder how often he told the story.

Anonymous Robot

I'd like you all to know that he kind of did a wind-up for the word rhinestones, like "with rrrrrrrhinestones everywhere."

Casual Eddy

Huh?

I'm sorry, but young men still don't get hit on nearly enough, compared to women. QQ.

JohnnyCache

I don't care who hits on me. Old biker chicks that make sharon stone look good, gay dudes, whatever.

no matter how much I get hit on, and by what, I will always be glad someone is shopping for my goods and services. It never offends me. I won't say it never COULD, but it would have to be pretty bad. Like if a guy walked up to me in the gym lockers and he just had a hard-on, and was like, "see that? You caused that. I'll manfuck you if you turn your back"

I would be like, "dude you are maybe coming on a little to strong but thanks for noticing"

If I were anymore laid back, I'd be dead.