In a post that explains how whereas getting hit on in New York is pretty routine, getting hit on in San Francisco is a whole ‘nother story, Leah relates the story of some random sketchy dude (not pictured) hitting on her on Muni the other day:
I WAS SITTING ON THE 33 BUS HEADING TOWARD CASTRO STREET TO TRANSFER TO THE 24. I GET OUT MY PHONE TO TEXT INDIA, AND THE GUY SITTING TWO SEATS DOWN POKES ME ON THE ARM, AND I’M IMMEDIATELY THROWN OFF BECAUSE PEOPLE DON’T TOUCH YOU IN NEW YORK. I LOOK OVER, AND HE HAS HIS PHONE OUT, AND HE’S LIKE “OH, THAT’S INTERESTING. WE HAVE THE SAME PHONE.”
[Photo by Nick Fisher]
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for a city that prides itself as outgoing, sexually liberated, and progressive…the hetero-dating scene is abysmal. it’s gals like these that make straight dudes think twice about even saying “hello”…get over yourself and just be straight-up…if you’re not interested say so, if there’s a chance, give the guy a fucking break…geeez.
im on the same page with you
whatever man, the ladies in this town rule & if a guy can’t get a date it ain’t no one else’s fault but his. Step up yr game.
Maybe it’s a generational thing.
Seriously, if a stranger, anyone, touches me at first meeting, man or woman, I back the hell off as if touched by a plague victim.
touche biatch!
Go back to N.Y. you stuck up bitch. That being said, any stranger touches me might get a finger broken.
Why the yelling about it?
Also, as for this:
“New York: 1. getting winked at on the PATH. 2. someone shouting “HEY, BEAUTIFUL” 3. someone mumbling “oh, daaaamn” at me even when I’m wearing unattractive clothing
She’s obviously never walked down Mission Street.
I have a Grinch tattoo.
I am specifically sketchy.
What’s up, sketchy!
Um, if you think that was getting hit on, maybe you need to get out more.
I’m missing something. except for the contact (not a good idea to touch people you don’t know), it’s a pretty standard attempt to meet someone. are the catcalls supposed to be better than that?
HOLY SHIT! what a great story!!! Please do a follow up on this poor girls *shitty life!!!
riding the bus = shitty life
she need to get a car
this entire article seems like somebody trying to turn a nerdy and socially awkward dude into a villain
poor guy was probably some software nerd that just moved here from san jose and has absolutely no idea how to talk to people correctly
+1
no touchies on da bus
dats brooklyn style………
Go back to N.Y. you stuck up bitch.
How is this “getting hit on”. That’s a pretty simple piece of social interaction. If that qualifies as creepiness, then the world is truly doomed.
Seriously, take a fucking proverbial chill pill, girl.
After reading the expanded account, I withdraw my comment. Obviously counts as getting hit on.
The whole “watching for two blocks” thing is a bit creepy, too.
The world is truly doomed, but it has nothing to do with uptight Muni passengers.
Tell me more, oh prophet! Does it have anything to do with creepy, lonely guys without social skills who hit on girls in the Castro, because the competition there is less intimidating?
(BTW, I’m not completely unsympathetic to the creepy guy’s plight — Leah would be totally babe-a-licious if she weren’t edging so close to my grand-daughter territory. Just sayin’ — in a creepy way.)
I have had basically all of these variations of interactions with strangers in San Francisco and in New York.
What an evil, evil man. Obviously this woman is a queen. In NY they yell at you. In SF… Tea sets.
This post was retarded.
Did she call the Waaambulance?
I guess you’re perfectly happy with every aspect of the universe, little ray of sunshine.