I have another one that GlenEllyn's post reminded me of. This was when I was working at the gas station. This location was sort of in the middle of nowhere, in the city. I was 21 at the time, most of my customers were men, and they mostly had accounts with us. People used to stick around and chat with me. I had a few religious folk who tried to convert me, but that one that was really uncomfortable, and which makes me sad, was with the older man, most likely in his 50s or 60s. He was an English teacher (retired he told me) and we would talk books most of the time when he would fill up or use the car wash. He even helped me out when I had a flat tire one day. I thought he was a super nice guy. Then one day out of the blue, in the middle of our conversation, he just says "Do you have a hairy pussy? Your hair is really light and I'd like to know if it matches."
Honestly, I didn't know what to say to him. I know I turned really red and I wanted to just disappear. I was so grateful that a man came in from the car wash at that moment. When I turned around the teacher was gone and I never saw him again. Man that was so awkward. I worked at a few locations for that company which had me by myself, the first year I was there, and I had issues with men at all of them. I did get transferred to where I wasn't by myself which helped because at least you had back up, but yeah, I think that one was the worst because I really didn't consider that that man would think of me that way.
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