Please Tell Me I'm Not The Only One.... X_X

haha wow. now there are 2 guys? Lucky (or not so lucky) girl! :p
 
UPDATE: My "secret" admirer showed up again today. He calls himself "Joseph "

Of course I was slightly freaked out because i wasn't expecting a visit from any one of the 2 guys, but alas this one appeared...once again >_<

So anyways we talked for abit, and I asked "What do you see in me? o_O" because I've been wondering that
And he stated, "I see a good friend "

I felt bad, all of this time I thought this guy was after me after me but turns out he's just looking for a friend :L (or maybe he's just too nervous to admit he actually wants me >_>) Idk...
 
@piinkypiie Of course! I always wanna make friends! :) but I'm torn... after all he did steal from my store ._.
One part of me is saying "Friendship is Magic! :D" on the other part of me is playing all kinds of bad scenarios that will end up on ID channel X_X

I became to trusting and it blew up in my face :L
 
I've been hit on at work, and I mostly just say "Thank you, but I'm not interested."

I had an interesting incident about a week ago, though. I was at Anime St. Louis cosplaying as a punk rock Sailor Mercury, and a guy runs up and asks if he could get a picture with me. Of course I said yes, because that is one of the most fun parts of cosplay! After he snapped the picture, though, he said "Sailor Mercury was always my favorite, because she was the hottest--but you're hotter!" I was kind of just like "Uh, thanks I guess? But I don't really care about your opinion."

I told my girlfriend about it later, and she had the perfect reaction: "Well, of course Mercury's the hottest. It's the closest to the sun!"
 
Funny enough, these incidents will continue all your life. Getting hit on is just part of the game. I got hit on at the store by a much younger guy. More than likely he didn't realize how old I was, because I've ages well. Like fine cheese. I have gained weight though, so he must like gals with meat on their bones! I could scarcely tell him I'd been involved with another woman fro 14 years (we're closeted in the Bible Belt. A dangerous place to be), but I told him no thank you and he insisted several times until I got a little uncomfortable and fled the scene. Usually guys are more gentile. We'll probably all be getting hit on in the nursing home!
 
evilbunnyfoofoo said:
Funny enough, these incidents will continue all your life. Getting hit on is just part of the game. I got hit on at the store by a much younger guy. More than likely he didn't realize how old I was, because I've ages well. Like fine cheese. I have gained weight though, so he must like gals with meat on their bones! I could scarcely tell him I'd been involved with another woman fro 14 years (we're closeted in the Bible Belt. A dangerous place to be), but I told him no thank you and he insisted several times until I got a little uncomfortable and fled the scene. Usually guys are more gentile. We'll probably all be getting hit on in the nursing home!
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*Old Fogey to Any of Us* Heya hot stuff, why don't you come down with to the bingo game tonight? *wiggles eyebrows*
Any of Us :eek:
 
Fellas like that love girls who are any sort of nice to them. At the bar where my fiancé works a guy came in and sat and drank all night without saying much of anything and I was sitting there crocheting at the end of the bar. It was time for the patrons to leave and he was suddenly very concerned about my tab and if I had one. After ten minutes of explaining there was no tab, I'm not drinking tonight he got up and said "You going?" Confused I replied "Going where?" He said "Home with me."
I laughed so hard I almost fell off my stool.
 
A online friend in Canada was hinting at liking me and flirting with me. I hated to tell him I am aromatic asexual and therefor not intrested in a romantic relationship.

However he understood and he now is like one of the brothers I never had. He still tries to ask me what I think of girls he is intrested in an I have to remind him I am not a good judge of those things.
 
I've had it happen a few times and I feel your "Creeper pains"

I was the only girl working at a video game store for a year...lots of hitting on from the costumers...but the worst was from the Assistant Manager.

(This is an example of how bad it /can/ get. Not all of them are going to be this way. Just be careful, the nicest seeming people can sometimes turn out to be bad news and leave you feeling unsafe in your own home, and a different city all together)

The AM and I were friends and went out to movies and stuff cause that's what friends do. We always paid for ourselves, I NEVER made any moves to make it more than it was, and he didn't either at first, then when I handed in my notice I found out he'd been telling our coworkers that we were dating...for months. I was a bit creeped out, but it just got worse. I set matters straight, with coworkers and with him. I thought it was over. The morning of my move the phone rings at 6am, waking myself AND my new boyfriend up. It was the AM asking me if I needed help loading the moving truck we'd rented. I told him I did not need any help and hung up. My boyfriend left to pick up the truck, my best friend (guy friend) was on his way over. There was a knock at my door (bear in mind that this is an apartment building that is LOCKED at the front and you have to get buzzed in.) I figured it was my bestie since he had a spare copy of my apartment key and he had called about ten minutes prior to see what I wanted for breakfast. I opened the door. It was the AM. He started to beg me not to move, if it was about money I could move in with him. I told him no, I explained again that we were not a couple, that I had a boyfriend, and I was moving THAT DAY and he had to leave. He did a personality flip and started to freak at me, calling me every name in the book until he hit that one C word that I can't stand. I lost my temper and punched him in the face, he dropped and started to cry like a baby, holding his bloody lip. He then left. My bestie arrived to find me sitting in a corner of the apartment shaking like a leaf and crying. He started to laugh when I described the scene to him and all he could say was "I missed him by a few minutes...I missed seeing you punch him." he then gave me a huge hug and my breakfast and I felt a lot better, because laughter, tea and bagel made it all better.
The creep then somehow found my phone number (it was listed under my boyfriend's name...) and started to call the new apartment but the boyfriend took care of that and we blocked about five different phone numbers so he couldn't call anymore. I used the back entrance of the building for a while until I felt safer...

that was the only bad/creepy one I've ever had, the rest is just playful flirting over the counter as I sell them pizza slices. No numbers given or asked for, just chatting and teasing and having a good time.
 
AlphaBrett said:
Fellas like that love girls who are any sort of nice to them. At the bar where my fiancé works a guy came in and sat and drank all night without saying much of anything and I was sitting there crocheting at the end of the bar. It was time for the patrons to leave and he was suddenly very concerned about my tab and if I had one. After ten minutes of explaining there was no tab, I'm not drinking tonight he got up and said "You going?" Confused I replied "Going where?" He said "Home with me."
I laughed so hard I almost fell off my stool.
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OMG that was so corny! XD
 
BabyNightmare said:
I've had it happen a few times and I feel your "Creeper pains"

I was the only girl working at a video game store for a year...lots of hitting on from the costumers...but the worst was from the Assistant Manager.

(This is an example of how bad it /can/ get. Not all of them are going to be this way. Just be careful, the nicest seeming people can sometimes turn out to be bad news and leave you feeling unsafe in your own home, and a different city all together)

The AM and I were friends and went out to movies and stuff cause that's what friends do. We always paid for ourselves, I NEVER made any moves to make it more than it was, and he didn't either at first, then when I handed in my notice I found out he'd been telling our coworkers that we were dating...for months. I was a bit creeped out, but it just got worse. I set matters straight, with coworkers and with him. I thought it was over. The morning of my move the phone rings at 6am, waking myself AND my new boyfriend up. It was the AM asking me if I needed help loading the moving truck we'd rented. I told him I did not need any help and hung up. My boyfriend left to pick up the truck, my best friend (guy friend) was on his way over. There was a knock at my door (bear in mind that this is an apartment building that is LOCKED at the front and you have to get buzzed in.) I figured it was my bestie since he had a spare copy of my apartment key and he had called about ten minutes prior to see what I wanted for breakfast. I opened the door. It was the AM. He started to beg me not to move, if it was about money I could move in with him. I told him no, I explained again that we were not a couple, that I had a boyfriend, and I was moving THAT DAY and he had to leave. He did a personality flip and started to freak at me, calling me every name in the book until he hit that one C word that I can't stand. I lost my temper and punched him in the face, he dropped and started to cry like a baby, holding his bloody lip. He then left. My bestie arrived to find me sitting in a corner of the apartment shaking like a leaf and crying. He started to laugh when I described the scene to him and all he could say was "I missed him by a few minutes...I missed seeing you punch him." he then gave me a huge hug and my breakfast and I felt a lot better, because laughter, tea and bagel made it all better.
The creep then somehow found my phone number (it was listed under my boyfriend's name...) and started to call the new apartment but the boyfriend took care of that and we blocked about five different phone numbers so he couldn't call anymore. I used the back entrance of the building for a while until I felt safer...

that was the only bad/creepy one I've ever had, the rest is just playful flirting over the counter as I sell them pizza slices. No numbers given or asked for, just chatting and teasing and having a good time.
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Good for you, for decking him. Sorry to hear it went so badly. *hugz*
 
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