Wanted: Us (Cause we're so darn cute)

[NightAngel]

At my old work place I constantly fended off teens who would run rampant in our plaza. Now all of a sudden I'm fending off lonely, weird guys. Three in two days.

My SM told one guy that I was not only married but married to one of the Bucs players. Yea, he came back tonight and asked a different co- worker if I actually was married.

THEN another guy who works in our plaza came over to open an account. I didn't think much of it until I went out for a cigarette and he followed me out. He then proceeded to hit on me and wanted to know if he could buy me a dozen roses as a late Valentines Day gift? I showed him my wedding rings and explained I've been with my hubby for almost 10 years. So, then he told me about some other woman he is interested in and how she's hard to talk to at night because she's drunk (or maybe high- or both.)

Another guy just asked me if I was married and if not could he call me?

One of the other girls at work (she's very pretty) had to fend some creep off who decided that because she had been polite to him while she cashed him out that she liked him. He went and bought her a teddy bear that was as big as her. The SM wound up having to ask him to leave because he just couldn't get it through his head that, "No. Thank- you anyway," really meant, "F**k off ya weirdo!" She's very polite and shy- I know she didn't want to hurt his feelings but after a couple of polite no's there sometimes has to be a, "I. SAID. NO!"

There MUST be a better place to meet women?
Right?

[Geek King]

There MUST be a better place to meet women?
Right?

Oh, but employees can't run away like the girls at the bars can.

[Gurndigarn]

Oh, but employees can't run away like the girls at the bars can.

Or pour drinks on your head.

Usually.

[Becks]

Oh, but employees can't run away like the girls at the bars can.

I know of a great many places to hide while I'm at work. Thankfully, most of the guys I deal with can read signs that say "Employees only".

[iradney]

When I worked at the CD store, one of my co-workers was tall and scary looking. As in pale skin, LONG pale blonde hair, blonde beard and sapphire eyes - think Nordic God-like. (he was a complete teddy bear, but that's besides the point). If someone hit on me, I would point to him and say "You can ask my boyfriend for permission to take me out". Then he would turn on the frosty eyes...they generally scampered away with their tails between their legs.
Ah, Nordic God. He was a brilliant co-worker.

[Crosshair]

Or pour drinks on your head.

Or just hit them with peper spray.

[BookstoreEscapee]

think Nordic God-like. (he was a complete teddy bear, but that's besides the point).

I used to work with a Hercules look-alike (always his Halloween costume). I never needed him to, but I'm sure he would have done the same (nice guy, though not a total teddy bear - he's the one who put the hole in the receiving wall). And he was HOT! (but that's beside the point...)

[powerboy]

Mu friends- wifes- sister done that, and my buddies wedding. Her and I, was the best man and bridesmaid. When we were having dinner afterwards, some guy hit on the sister, and I asked him, why is he hitting on my wife, and we had just walked down the isle together . He left right then. And no, we are not married, and ladies out there, wanting a good man

[chainedbarista]

they hit on us for the same reason they tell us their incredibly dull stories:

CAPTIVE AUDIENCE

it makes you want to hide in the back for the rest of your shift sometimes...

[Myra]

Ugh men are weird. One day I had a guy in whose phone wasn't sending or receiving text messages. He'd recently changed phones, and this is a common issue, so I phoned into dealer support to have his data refreshed on his account. Once they refreshed it, they asked me to send a test message to the phone. So I grabbed mine and asked for his number again. (I'd forgotten it and closed the window on my computer with it on there.) I explained I needed to do a test text message to see if it went through.

"Oh you can just ASK for my number you know!" he smiled. I'm sure he thought he was charming. It was just skeezy. I didn't respond. Just stared at him until he gave me the damn number. I sent the short message, which read "This is a test." After he recieved the message, I asked him to reply back to make sure it would sent outgoing messages. What does he send me?

"Hay baby..." Yep. He couldn't even spell. I deleted it. Then I asked for his phone to "make sure all the settings were good." He handed it to me. I deleted my message, and thusly, my number, from his phone.

He asked how I liked my phone. (We both had the same model.) I replied that I liked it fine, just wish MY HUSBAND hadn't of dinged it up so much before I got it. That killed Mr. Charming-Pants pretty quick.

But he wasn't even the most annoying guy I've had to deal with. Just the latest. Why do men think hitting on women at their place of work is a good idea??? Even when I was single, I saw that as skeezy.

[NightAngel]

That's because it is sleezy.

Last night I was working with the other girl, she answered the phone and it was some guy who was like, "I was just there, you were my cashier and I just wanted to call and talk to you for awhile." she told him she was busy (not a lie) and hung up on him.

[ditchdj]

Yeah but when you think about it, males aggressively pursue females in most species. Ever notice that when you bring a male and a female dog together, the male usually pursues the female aggressively, not the other way around? Same with horses too. It's just a way to help guarantee that each species doesnt get extinct (of course, unless we make a conscientous decison to do ourselves in).

[Hemily]

men are weird


and it takes one to know one

[CaroPhoenix]

You know, I was never hotter than when I used to work at Roy Rogers and I wore that uniform. I had males, young and old, ugly as sin and hotter than hot, all hitting on me! Woohoo!

[Becks]

Idrink, I might have you beat in my SR uniform. Rowr. I can't decide if it's the baseball cap with the store logo on it, or the apron that gets filthy within half an hour of me starting my shift.

Oh, wait...it must be the clip on tie.