I work at the public library and regularly work the reference desk. One memorable night there was a man who was straight up masterbating in the computer lab. May I mention that this was in the youth section of our library. Naturally, vigorously stroking oneself to foot fetish porn, or any porn, is not allowed, so I…

The worst attempt anyone has ever made to hit on me happened at a hospital while I was waiting outside my boyfriend's room in the ER. He had been beaten and raped and was in the ER for quite a few hours while doctors did tests and detectives and police interviewed him. Various times throughout the night I would leave…

Between your story and the 9/11 story, I can't top that, but I did want to share my worst getting hit on story.

I got this one: Free. STD. Clinic.

This is long, but necessary to include the horrifying details. I live in a college town and went to a busy burger place for dinner by myself. I sat at the bar, waiting for my food and was immediately approached by a group of three middle-aged men.

Many years ago, when I worked in a toy store, the female staff were regularly hit on, usually by dads who'd dumped their kids in the play area (although one literally greasy guy chewing a toothpick tried to pick up all of us in turn).

I was putting money in a parking meter and dropped my keys. As I bent over to pick them up, I heard "Damn! My anaconda wants some!" Then just as I was standing up the dude bent down and put his face right in my face and said "because you've got buns!". I rolled my eyes and went to walk off and he said "Wait! Can I get…

"Damn!!! You got a real nice ass for a white girl! I thought you was wearing a diaper or something!"

My first apartment fresh out of college was on the other side of the city and I had to take the bus to get everywhere. Once I was going to meet up with some friends for a music festival and I put on my punk best, grabbed a book and got on the bus. While attempting to read, I was approached by a young man who looked…

While trying to get out of my office's parking lot one day, two cops decided to very speedily back the whole way up the alley I was trying to turn into. Even though I tried to back up quickly they managed to smash into my car. I had done nothing wrong in the accident but that didn't stop five cops from swarming me…

Many, many years ago I was standing in line to to have some photos printed. There happened to be a guy standing in line behind me, though he didn't attract my attention at the time. My turn came, and I approached the counter to transact my business, and shortly thereafter he was called to the next wicket. I gave my…

At a really douchey preppy bar on the Upper East Side:

Guy: "Hey girl, you're very beautiful."
Me: "Thank you"
Guy: "You have any kids??"
Me: "No"
Guy: "You take care" — then proceeded to walk away.

The time the medical resident asked me out while blowing on my foot to whitney houston's "I Will Always Love You"

Twice, I have been called at work and told a dearly loved one has died (2004 and 2012, respectively). Twice I left work in utter grief and took a cab to the nearest bar/place to mourn. Watching and hearing me sob, both cab drivers asked who had died. "A friend." Oh, was it a dear friend? A boyfriend, perhaps? Would…

Admittedly, I am stealing this story from a friend.

The weirdest way I've ever been hit on was I was standing at a very busy bus stop in downtown Seattle one morning, and man walked up to me to ask for my number. Keep in mind while reading this story that I am a very, very, fair-skinned, red head.

Back in the summer of 2006, I was between my junior & senior years of college. I was going through the ringer of personal troubles that most newly 21-year-olds do, and was driving the requisite shitbox at the time (a 1990 Acura Integra hatchback that you could hear coming a mile away due to the muffler falling off…

Damn that is sexual assault right there! I am so sorry about that.

The most awkward for me? I was being hit on by a gay man that I'd never met before. He was friends with my Ex-girlfriend, who I was still on congenial terms with. I went with her to a poi-spinning exhibition in Jacksonville. The dude walked up to me and ran a finger down my chest, then told me about his life…