And encouragement like this is how I got the creepiest comment of my life.
Me: at the time 15 years old. Just got on public transportation bus and took a seat.
Guy: probably in his 60s or 70s. Imagine Edgar from Men in Black when in human form. Now imagine the thickest southern drawl accient imaginable.
Now I sit down, and he leans in about 2 inches from my face, and even though I back away, he just leans in further to maintain closeness. I am in this moment EXTREMELY uncomfortable as he says:
Naw look at’chu! Ya’ll got purdy skiiiiin! You use some cream and moisturizer???"
Keep in mind, I’m a guy. It’s the 90s. Guys didn’t use creams or moisturizer back then. I personally still don’t. Now, granted, my skin is still naturally soft, even as I’m 41, and if I dye my hair and shave, I still look 20. So…I’m not saying he was wrong. But that “compliment” remains one of the weirdest things someone has ever said to me.
And encouragement like this is how I got the creepiest comment of my life.
Me: at the time 15 years old. Just got on public transportation bus and took a seat.
Guy: probably in his 60s or 70s. Imagine Edgar from Men in Black when in human form. Now imagine the thickest southern drawl accient imaginable.
Now I sit down, and he leans in about 2 inches from my face, and even though I back away, he just leans in further to maintain closeness. I am in this moment EXTREMELY uncomfortable as he says:
Keep in mind, I’m a guy. It’s the 90s. Guys didn’t use creams or moisturizer back then. I personally still don’t. Now, granted, my skin is still naturally soft, even as I’m 41, and if I dye my hair and shave, I still look 20. So…I’m not saying he was wrong. But that “compliment” remains one of the weirdest things someone has ever said to me.