So it was a nice day on Monday and I decided to walk into Harvard Square from my dentist (had to get a filling redone) rather than take a bus. I should have waited until I hit Mass Ave to cross the street...
A scruffy-looking guy first asked for money (he wanted $40--ostensibly to pay back a roommate), then tried to ask me on a date
Claiming to speak almost no English didn't help...well, he did quit bothering me but not before foisting his name and phone number off on me
A scruffy-looking guy first asked for money (he wanted $40--ostensibly to pay back a roommate), then tried to ask me on a date
Claiming to speak almost no English didn't help...well, he did quit bothering me but not before foisting his name and phone number off on me


(as in, I probably wouldn't fool anyone who has actually heard a native speaker). My stepfather used to do followup calls for car dealership; his collection of foreign accents is extensive and pretty good (why he put on accents when speaking to people of X ethnic group is an amusing puzzlement).
LOL Ah well ... Since I've cut off my hair, the guys haven't been looking twice at me. It's either that or they don't want to hit on a woman with a child on one side and a very large, looks-like-he-could-knock-you-out male. 

did the guy give me his name and phone number though?!

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