Thursday, July 10, 2008

Blogging from the train

A man leans across and plucks a stray blonde hair from the top of my left breast, holds it up and looks at it before throwing it away.

Says 'I've never been jealous of a hair before' and goes back to his book.

Next stop Mooroolbaark.

11 comments:

~Jess said...

I think I would have been dumb-founded if someone did that to me...not to mention I probably would've been seriously blushing at that comment!

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Acyd said...

it's only creepy if the stray hair plucker isn't attractive.

Keri said...

Jess - I just laughed, whipped out the phone and blogged it straight away. I mean, what else can you do?

Acyd - he wasn't bad, but where could I have gone from there even if I was in a position to be interested?

Magic Bellybutton said...

Stuff like this just doesn't happen in Brisbane. It's why I love Melbourne? What? You didn't know??? ;-)

I must say - that's way more interesting than being stalked around a bookstore.

Keri said...

I follow people around bookshops all the time - not in a pervy way, in an "I wonder what they'll look at next way"

I've found some wonderful books through that means.

Magic Bellybutton said...

There's following people around bookshops to find out what they're reading and then there's following people around bookshops 'cause you can't take a hint.

I prefer the former, alas the latter has been my most recent experience.

Keri said...

I suppose at least you know you're attracting people who can read.

That's a start, surely?

Magic Bellybutton said...

I suppose...

Assuming they don't just hang out in bookstores looking for people who like to read.

Keri said...

Hadn't thought of that.

Maybe they're hoping you'll teach them.

Magic Bellybutton said...

I've had a guy try to hook up with me in the past who decided that I'd be good to teach him how to read.

Needless to say, the next time I saw him I lied and said I had a new b-f. Never heard from him after that.

Acyd said...

i suppose a comment like that doesn't leave much room for anything more, but at least instead of being repulsive it was flattering. i have a tattoo on my chest that says "kiss me, i'm irish" and when i go out to bars some men think it's a literal invitation (men are odd). still, i'm much less likely to punch a cute, drunk guy than an over-confident, sloppy douchebag.

then again i guess that's what i get for having a tattoo with the words "kiss me" on my boob.