I don't consider myself attractive, really. I don't consider myself Quasimodoesque, either, just kind of always... there. I'm the person that you would love to have as a friend, but in a relationship? I'm just not used to people that are not drunk asking me what my sign is, and often think of myself as quite... asexual. I haven't even had a crush on someone in egads... dunno how long.
but anyhoo. three times in the last two days, i've had people hit on me. all of them were very extremely awkward. two of them were WOMEN.
First was when I came into work yesterday, and went to the little girls room en route to the breakroom. A woman in there sized me up and smiled as we were washing hands. She read my name tag and introduced herself. She asked what kind of music I like, and have I ever heard of *insert random music genre i have not heard of*? Well, I have a very pretty name, she says, and maybe we can hang out sometime? She smiled as she tossed her paper towel out and left.
Second was today, a woman who was probably about 10 or 15 years my senior. Whenever I would respond to one of her questions, she would grin, glance at my breasts, and reply in a deeper, slightly sultry voice. I was busy helping someone else at the time, so I directed her where she needed to go. She asked, as she looked me up and down, if there may be .. .SOMEone.. that can help her with printers? I said "certainly. I need to get something from lock up for a customer, so either I can meet you over there in a few moments, or I can see if Igor is available...." She grinned and said "Okay, so I will meet.... YOU... over in the printers? mmmm, yes." I tried like mad to get Igor to go over there, as I felt more than a tad uncomfortable. He asked if he could help, she replied no, that she was waiting for me, and only I could help her. Made me feel good that she said she thought I was 18. (or maybe this should had disturbed me more?)
Third was a couple of odd men - probably mid 40's or 50's - that came in late this evening. I was nice and joking with them, did a special order to get them what they needed that we didn't have in the store, rang them up for everything else. In doing the order, he mentioned that he stopped smoking and almost never drinks anymore, and I replied that I quit eating sugar and rarely drink anymore. While they were leaving, they kept saying about how now that they know where I am, they need to come back occasionally to 'bug me' and 'give me a hard time'... leaving, they started saying something about sex under their breaths, giggling like hyenas and saying something about me and nonny.
So, although it was on the disturbing side, it was at least a slight boost to the ego. As I said, it's been awhile, it has. Actually, it's been so long that I think that when someone I find attractive hits on me, I almost think it's a joke. The older I get, the less I like pretty boys, I suppose.
Anyhoo. I'm rambling.
"You can call me Olo. .... HANS... Olo..."