Ew, ew, ewwwww!!!

[karma_gypsy]

Oh man! I'd be worried he'd be waiting outside to declare his undying love after work!

Ugh, excuse for a moment while I run to the bathroom, I rather declare my undying love for the toilet than him . . . He's old too, I'd say 40s or 50s . . . Ick, I still get the creeps when I think about it. I know I'm not ever gonna deal with him again, I'll get one of my co-workers to deal with him . . .

You know at that point I might have threatened to call the police and have him charged with harrassment.

You know, I only dealt with him like an hour, maybe a little more than an hour tops though (which is quite some time to deal with someone). So I can't really charge harrassment just yet, especially since I could have probably gotten another person to deal with him. I will be ready to call the cops if he seriously does start harrassing me though . . . Although I don't know, I've never really dealt with anyone like this before - how far are they willing to go? He could have even forgotten me by now (I hope, I hope, I hope ::crosses fingers:: )

[dragonflygrrl]

I had a real smarmy English guy (no offense to the beloved English CS members, just giving you the total image...think Austin Powers accent), a little greying pony tail, and a smirk that would come in to get help with his phone. He was awful. I stopped dealing with him after he came in one day and wanted me to "help him" set up his voice mail. Finally he told me that what he really wanted was for me to record the outgoing message in "that sexy voice of yours." Trying to get rid of him, I recorded a quick outgoing message and handed him the phone. He gave me the smirk and said, "That's lovely, darling, really, but could you do it one more time and really sex it up a bit, that would be lovely." I said "No." and walked to the back. My boss almost kicked his ass. Just recently he emailed us asking if we could help him with his upgrade, and I told my boss it wasn't worth the comission to deal with him, so he let the new guy deal with him.

[Rapscallion]

Don't worry - we have more than our fair share of sleazebags over here as well.

Rapscallion

[XCashier]

Don't worry - we have more than our fair share of sleazebags over here as well.

Like cockroaches, sleazebags are everywhere, all over the world, and increasing in number every day. How, I'm not sure, because no woman in her right mind would fall for some two-bit creepazoid.

[Irving Patrick Freleigh]

A former co-worker of mine told that when she was working at a different store while away at college, she used to deal with a guy who would ask her out on dates, or if she would marry him.

She took it with good humor. One day she asked him "If I said yes, what would you say?"

He backed off after that.

[Crazyredhead]

Do any of you girls (or guys!) ever get gross people hittin' on you?

Sigh, nope. I used to get the weird ones, but no more. No one tells me anything anymore. (big boo boo face)

[PorkChop]

Only guys who hit on me are drunk. There is sleazebag strip bar next door to my convenience store. I am so glad I do not work 3rd shift anymore!

I hate this with a passion! I am a natural, or course beautiful (my husband thinks so at least) red head. Sick, perverted guys ask me if I am SURE that I am real red head. I say yes. They say prove it. Ugh! I just leave the room.

[draftermatt]

My wife used to get hit on at the C-Store she worked at years ago.

A former co-worker of mine was like that. He'd hit on anyone with a vagina. He kissed a waitress on the cheek once when I knew she didn't want it. He asked a girl at the local pizzeria if she was a model (she looked 16, he was 31).

He moved to Vegas and got married in a drunken stupor. Thankfully I don't hear from that idiot anymore.