Not What I Was Dreaming But I’ll Take It

(It’s a very warm day. I’m walking through the town centre shirtless (I’m male and in my thirties). I walk past two men in their mid-fifties.)

Man: *not in a mocking way at all* “You, sir, look like love’s young dream.”

Me: “Um, thanks?” *smiles politely*

Man: *smiles back* “No problem.”

(I continue with my walk. Later I text my boyfriend about this, who replies with “Slightly creepy, but I think you’ve pulled. xxx.”)