Is this, like, a joke?

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Question #1: When did walking by yourself become code/free-for-all for random men to come talk to you?

Question #2: Do men *really* think that driving alongside me in their car and saying they've 'seen me around' is really going in endear them to me?

Question #2a: Do they not understand that 'I've seen you around' rings bad stalkery bells?

Question #2b: Do they really think I'm going to give them my name and number?

Question #3: Why am I always a 'bitch' when I refuse to acknowledge their creepyness?

Question #4: WTF sort of bullshit is this?

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Okay, so I really have to dig for memories of when I was remotely interesting to men other than my husband, but I have some classics:

Walking down the street in leftover dancewear, and hearing, "I really like the way your top shows off your boobs."

This one was ethnically unique: at a rest stop in Louisiana, a Cajun man wandered up to me and commented as to how he liked my "Bazooms".

There was the gas station attendant (aside: okay, did that date me at all? Most of you didn't know that actual humans used to come out and pump your gas for you)who was intrigued that I did not shave my legs up to my navel (and yes, this was the seventies, why do you ask?). He expressed the unique opinion that obviously I was some kind of slut who humped gas station attendents at the drop of a ...hat.

Move on to the eighties: a female friend and I in a bar get to listen to the fascinating comment that our "new friend" has a woodie. This interesting fact was delivered at full volume over the new wave band.

I attribute the bad male behaviour on the serious lack of true flirting skills. No one has taught these poor things any better. And it's obviously not a new development (as attributed to Mrs. Emily Longbottom, in A.J. Hall's LoPiverse, where she explains the importance of hat pins).

So take heart; you will treasure these incidents as cocktail party fodder in years to come. Well, maybe more like hen party fodder.