Unnamed And Shamed

| Romantic | December 21, 2014

(I’m taking public transit and listening to my MP3 and reading, when the guy in the aisle across from me randomly reaches over and smacks the edge of my seat with his hand. I look up and he’s gesturing like he’s trying to write something, so I pause my music.)

Me: “What?”

Guy: “I want your phone number.”

Me: *stunned* “What?”

Guy: “Well, you’re cute, and you seem nice, and—”

Me: *cutting him off* “I’m sorry, I don’t give out my phone number to men who don’t ask me my name first.”

(Both he and another guy tried asking me my name but I turned my music back on and ignored them until I reached my stop.)

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