Underage Is All The Rage

| SC, USA | Romantic | April 12, 2017

(I am freshly 18 and working the opening shift in a popular retail chain. I’m the only cashier on duty when a balding man who looks to be in his thirties walks up to the wrong side of my register.)

Customer: “Hey, how old are you?”

Me: *I look very young for my age, so I figure he is just curious about the child working the register* “Eighteen.”

Customer: “Can I ask you out?”

Me: *taken aback and uncomfortable* “Uh…”

Customer: “Am I too old for ya?”

Me: “Yeah…”

Customer: “Well, thought I’d give it a shot.” *walks out*

(A few minutes later my manager, who had been working at the customer service desk near the entrance, walked up to me.)

Manager: “Did that guy leave?”

Me: “Yeah.”

Manager: “He was so creepy! He came up to the service desk and asked me how old you were because he wanted to ask you out. I told him I thought you were 17 because I’d hoped it would put him off, but he said he’d ‘give it a shot anyway’! If he comes back, call me.”

(He didn’t come back that day, but I was very creeped out that he was willing to come onto someone he was told was underage!)

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