Last night after I crossed the street on my walk to class, I randomly looked over my left shoulder, and to my surprise, there was this dude standing within a foot of me. He looked like an average guy in his early 20s but just startled me because I didn’t expect to see him there—and so close.
I kept walking—thinking nothing of it—but he came up aside of me and sort of peeked around my arm. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you. But I just wanted to tell you that you’re extremely beautiful, and I wanted to introduce myself.”
Me being me, I grabbed more tightly onto my bags thinking he’s trying to distract me while someone else robs me. But he continued chatting, asking my name, where I’m headed, etc. I chatted for a minute but then said, “Thank you for the compliment, but I’m actually late for school.”
He asked, “Can I call you sometime? I’d love to get together.”
I replied, “I’m married, sorry.”
He said, “Well if you’re ever looking for a second husband…” I gave a courtesy laugh and walked away.
While walking home with two classmates after school, I said, “You guys will never guess what happened to me right in this spot on my walk in to school. This guy came up to me….”
“Oh my gosh, I know what you’re going to say!” shouted Kate. “Did this guy come up and tell you how beautiful you are?!”
I replied, “Yes! He came up to you too!?”
Kate said, “Yes! I got suspicious because I know I look like crap today, but I was having a bad day so thanked him for the compliment.”
I said, “Me too!”
Kate and I compared stories and descriptions of the guy, and came to the conclusion that it was the same guy on the same street corner with the same lines.
However, we’re still unsure as to what the heck he was doing—robbery, human trafficking, psychology study, honest-to-goodness trying to get a date? Any way you slice it, I feel icky.
