The pub where i work (only for another week, thank God), has a regular customer who just gives me the heeby jeebies. He's elderly and speaks with an almost indecipherable German accent (which isn't his fault, i know). He insists on touching people, customers and staff, and getting way too far into their personal space. If he sees me talking to male customer or coworker he comes straight over and says, "you good girl? he going to take you out tonight, maybe take you home?" To the male he says, "She a good girl, strong girl good for babies."
If i show him my finger with my engagement ring he grabs my hand and tries to kiss it. I've taken to running away when i see him now, but the stupid old fart tries to follow me.


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