I went to the launderette this morning and a guy came in and tried to talk to me. I had my earphones in so just smiled. He carried on talking and trying to make conversation about how am I so and so because I look familiar. No. He then went to the shop and came back with loads of sweets and chocolate and tried to get me to have some. I said no and he kept pestering me and said how I remind him of a girl he was in love with and how she turned him down and I was doing the same and breaking his heart. He made me feel SO uncomfortable. I threw all my clothes into the bag once dried without folding them cos I literally wanted to run out.
Why the duck do some men feel they speak to women in such a way and make something as normal as a trip to the launderette so grim? Wtf. It’s made me not want to go alone again.
Why the duck do some men feel they speak to women in such a way and make something as normal as a trip to the launderette so grim? Wtf. It’s made me not want to go alone again.