Creepy middle-aged Mexican guy: You have nice jeans.
Me: [softly] Thank you.
CMMG: What I meant to say was, *leers* you look good in those jeans.
Me: *smiles politely, stirs hot cocoa*
Seriously, what the fuck? I'm not that pretty, and I don't dress like I want attention. I was wearing jeans (obviously), sneakers, and a hoodie. No makeup.
Do these people just hit on every female that has two legs, or do I have a sign on my forehead that says "PLEASE TALK TO ME IF YOU'RE A CREEPO".
If you recall, something similar happened to me at the same place a few weeks back! http://www.evilbore.com/forum/index.php?topic=25350.msg656333#msg656333
Hahaha wow, I feel your pain, nikki. It's funny but something really similar happened to me the other day.
I also was just out in jeans and a hoodie and no makeup, standing at the main station getting change for a bus. As I'm standing there getting change I hear someone start walking up behind me.
Creepy middle-aged man: Hi!
Me: *thinking*
Is that strange dude talking to me? No, he can't be, he's using informal German. (you don't use informal German except with people you know personally, e.g. friends. It sounds SUPER RUDE otherwise.)
Creepy middle-aged man: Hi! You! How are you?!
Me: *thinking*
Oh God, he is talking to me. I'll just feign ignorance.Then he fucking CORNERS me against the change machine.
Creepy middle-aged man: How are you?
Me: (lying, in English) Sorry, but I don't speak German.
Creepy middle-aged man: (in English) Where you come from?!
Me: ... Canada.
Creepy middle-aged man: I from Turkey.
Me: Ok.
Creepy middle-aged Turkish man: (in German again) You want to go drink a coffee with me?!
Me: (in English) No. I am going to meet my husband for lunch.
Creepy middle-aged Turkish man: (in English) You... house? Okay.
Me: Bye.
Keep in mind this dude was like twice my age probably. Or at least he looked that way.