I'm a straight man but once I was in a gay bar as the designated driver and one of the guys there expressed interest in me. It was the one time in my life that anyone ever did that, and I'm not that young. I felt validated.
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OMG it is wild being hit on!
(Yes, I’m sure the novelty wears off for the Margot Robbies out there. Suppose also for tall handsome dudes but how would I know!)
Ahahaha me (Shy Girl) saving up years' worth of confidence to overcome anxiety, but waste it ALL on someone who mentions their s/o 30 seconds into the conversation. Every. Single. Time x.X
It’s not wasted, it’s practice!
Don’t let that part of your brain that wants to inhibit you win on this one. You tried, but the dude wasn’t available, so it doesn’t even count! Now you get to try again!
every single time? This happened to me once 10 years ago and I've never recovered. There was just the one attempt.
Well you know, sometimes you meet people and there's a chemistry, and you're maybe not sure what kind it is.
Before I can advance my interest, I discover they're off the market anyway. More friendzoning than formal rejection. Not that I mind having friends.
Rejection is a huge win.
Rejection means you tried!
Seek endorphins from the “no” (or the “I have a borlfriend”), if you can… they give you a pat on the back. Feel a little guilty when you waste opportunities, and have to wonder what if I’d asked.
Certain rejection over possible yet unknown acceptance! :)
I don't think confidence is like an expendable juice.
The secret is to get really good at a particular thing IMO.
Years ago, I had the same experience as Random Guy. As a straight high schooler, I totally wasn’t expecting another guy to hit on me. It had never happened before. I was surprised to find that I was flattered. To be honest, I was kinda weirded out, too, but mostly I was flattered. He was a nice guy.
I went to Fire Island last year with a bunch of LGBTQ+ friends. Got hit on a ton, and they were all understanding when they realized I, sadly, did not swing that way. Even the guy who opened with "I wanna lick your asshole."
I would buy him a drink just for the story. That is hilarious until you are 80.
What happens after 80?
That’s when the asshole licking begins
I went with some friends to a gay club to watch one perform. A guy hit on me. He was polite, endearingly awkward and asked if I had any interest in playing video games and making out. Dude was really good looking too.
For real, I was so jealous at that moment and I wanted nothing more than for dick to be my thing. Some of y'all have this shit all figured out
Sometimes just playing games and kissing boys is all the world needs
That’s no shy guy.
I was at a gay bar with some friends and the bartender bought me a shot and we did one together. It was super awkward for me. Not because being hit on by another man was awkward, but only because nobody had ever bought me a drink before and I honestly didn't know what to do. I took the shot and happily chatted with him for a few mins before returning to my friends. I hope he doesn't think I was rude.
Sounds like a fine reaction.
I didn't know shy guys could talk, I thought they just made little grunts from under their white masks and red hoods
About 5 or so years ago I was walking around the downtown area of my city with my wife on a night out. Temperature dropped lower than I had expected so we stopped into a local clothing store and I bought a light jacket real quick.
After the transaction I pulled out my pocket knife, flipped it open, and cut the tags off and shoved them in the pockets before putting the knife away.
Guy that helped me find the jacket and rung me up responded to that with, "That was hot!" Then gasped and said, "Did I just say that out loud?!" and blushed.
I looked at him and said thank you and smiled and my wife told him that it was ok. We all laughed then and we left.
Gotta love friendly stuff like this.
They weren't wrong. That is kinda hot
Don't be sorry, you live long and prosper you glorious Stamets !
I hopped that this was indeed the norm but i'm in no position to say if it is
Better than the drunk dude that grabbed my beard at the bar. I tried to be polite, but it made me so uncomfortable.
It's really simple. Just be a good human.