A forty-year-old man approached me at the circulation desk at the library.
He said, “I’m embarrassed because I need to pay for a book. I put it in my backpack, but I put some ice cream in there too.”
It was August. The ice cream had melted.
I looked up his account.
“You’re lucky,” I said. “At least it was an older paperback. It only costs $7.99.”
He gave me his debit card.
While I was processing the transaction, I noticed that he was looking at me – intently.
“You were probably quite good-looking when you were young,” he said.
What? What kind of a comment was this? Was this guy trying to flirt with me? Or was he just trying to give me some kind of bizarre “compliment”.
I kept my head down and mumbled something.
It got worse. He continued, “Because you’re still somewhat attractive, even now.”
Really?…
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