Sometimes it can be quite dangerous for a girl to be out alone…
One night I was home and decided to head out to get some dinner on my own. So I slipped on a comfy loose shirt, shorts, slippers and my glasses.
Simply too lazy to put on my contacts.
Now when I told the entire story to my friends, they said, “Yup. It was dangerous that you were alone. I pity those men.”
So lets start from the top.
I changed, went out to get myself some din din. Went to my favourite stall which required me to wait quite a bit for my order.
So I just sat on the table nearest to the stall, waiting patiently.
When suddenly this buff dude came really close to my ear… I actually jumped.
Buff Dude: Excuse me. Are you queuing?
I don’t know which part of sitting down made it seem like I was queuing, but I was nice enough anyway.
Me: No, I’m just waiting for my food.
Buff Dude: Oh, nice. What did you order?
Me: Something that they’re not serving fast enough.
Buff Dude: Haha! I need my protein. Just got out of the gym. *flexes his arms a little*
I was getting a little irritated, then the stall lady shouted that my order was ready. So… I replied.
Me: Well, nice to see a dumbbell working out with dumbbells. Bye!
So I just left. Simply couldn’t be bothered.
He probably won’t even remember me in a couple of hours anyway.
So while I was walking home, a construction worker stared at me while walking past me- then he turned around and followed me.
I was a little frightened, honestly. He was probably an Indian national and he was being downright creepy.
I decided not to think so much… Maybe he forgot something and had to turn around to get it.
Then I went to the convenience store to pick up some things and realised he was still lingering around!
And when I left, he continued following me again.
Like, what the hell.
After a couple more steps, I turned around and stared at him angrily.
He took a few steps backwards, then had the audacity to go…
“Can I be your friend? Can give me phone number?”
I quite literally went…
Then he looked at me in shock…
And ran away like his life depended on it. *rolls eyes*
Like as if he was the one getting harassed; not me.
If you had the balls to follow me around like some creepy maniac, you should have the balls to take whatever that comes later.
I’m sorry, do I look like the kind of girl that will just be all scared and go…