A man who was waiting for his order asked me if he could sit at the extra seat at my table. I let him, because I’m not in the habit of being rude. As I was furiously typing on my laptop, he asked me if I would go to dinner with him sometime “because I was so beautiful.”
Me: “I have a boyfriend”
Him: “So you’re saying if I give you my number you’re not going to call me later?”
Me: “Absolutely not. I’ve been dating someone for more than two years. I’m not interested.”
Him: “Well, do you have any fine sisters or cousins in the area who look as good as you?”
Me: “Uh, no.”
At this point, the guy stops bugging me, but lingers at my table and I catch him very obviously staring down my shirt. Perhaps the most uncomfortable 5-7 minutes ever spent in Union Station.
Submitted by J.S.
Location: Union Station
Time of harassment: Day Time (9:30A – 3:30P)
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