Juan Carlos part II

So I was hit on. Hit on by a gay.

I'm in the bay area visiting my family and friends. A couple days ago, my siblings and i go into Villains on Haight to do some shopping. This creepy asian dude with dark glasses and high hair is looking at me. And I mean, looking HARD. I'm thinkin, uh oh maybe he's a narc and thinks I stole something. I DO look, ya know, THUG. He crosses my path a few times very deliberately, each time with an intensity I can feel through his glasses. And I swear I felt the back of his hand graze my muscular thighs as he squeezes by me though one of the aisles. Im thinking Okay Okay... maybe he's checking for stolen "goods". But my jeans are quite fitting, so as to highlight my thighs, my one beauty. As I make my way towards the dressing room he stops me.

Creepy Asian Dude: (almost whisper soft) Hey how's it goin.

Me: (nervous) Hey man.

CAD: You go to SF State?

Me: Oh. Nah man.

CAD: Oh cause you look familiar

Me: Oh. Yea I didn't go there.

(He introduces himself to me...i forget his name. I need an adult I need and adult)

CAD: So you go to school here?

Me: Nah, I graduated awhi--

CAD: So what are you doing in town?

Me: Just visiting some fam--

CAD: How long you in town for?

Me: Monday or Tuesday.

CAD: Where you from?

Me: Los Angeles.

CAD: Im from Singapore.

Me: cool.

CAD: You know the Castro fair is today. There's alot of good shops and fashion around there. Did you go?

Me: Um. nah, man.

CAD: (still with his dark glasses on) So what do you do anyway?

Me: I'm a designer. I--

CAD: Fashion!?

Me: Nah, I do graphic design.

CAD: Oh...hmm...You gotta a website?

Me: Nope.

CAD:(creepy laughing in disbelief) You do graphics and you dont have a website? HA HA ha ha...

Me: Well I--

CAD: You got email?

Me: Um, ye--

CAD: Can I have it?

Me: Sure. Its changeinspeak@yahoo.com

(Im playin, Drew)

Me: Nah. Man

CAD: Oh. heh heh. Well have a good day. (touches my arm)


Man. Weird. Not that I have any real problem with gays, but dag, if your tryna holler at someone like me, who is so obviously out of your league, take off the damn shades, paht-nah! And stop fockin interupting me! AND be cuter. TRUE.