I love the u-bahn in Vienna. But the periodic downside of public transportation is being exposed to all kinds of weird people. Just yesterday I was sitting in the train reading my book when someone sat next to me. From my peripheral vision I saw it was a weird looking guy who kept eagerly looking over at me. He smelled of old lady house making me suspect that he still lived with mother. I buried my nose further into my book to discourage conversation, but alas, this was no deterrent for this guy.
He asked me what station I was getting off at. As all ladies know for safety reasons, this is not a question to answer. I gave the cool reply of a bit further. He paused a moment to mull this over, then asked if I wanted to get off at the next station with him to have a cup of coffee.
Now excuse me for being a snob, but this guy had no chance with me. To give you an idea of the situation, it would be like me walking up to Brad Pitt and saying “Hey baby, Angie isn’t that beautiful. Come home with me.” There are unspoken rules to the pick-up game. The first being, don’t reach so far above and beyond that you make yourself look foolish. Me trying to convince Brad to leave Angie would be that kind of foolish.
I smiled and said no thanks. He then pulled out a business card and tried to push it on me stating that I should give him a call. I glanced briefly at it and saw that it was a UPC business card (a cable/TV provider in Austria) with the name crossed out and the phone number crossed out. He had clearly picked the card up somewhere and crossed everything out and wrote his information in there! This guy had no game!
I didn’t take the card and gently shook my wedding clad ring finger at him stating that I was married. He shrugged and jumped off at the next step.
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