Was on the train coming home from work, so I was in full-on guy mode. I was standing, clutching a rail near one of the doors, and every time I looked to my right, I noticed a young guy--late 20s--staring intently at me. He asks another guy to get my attention (I guess he had tried, but I was wearing earbuds). So I unplug, look over, and he asks me if I would like to sit--you know, the way guys offer a seat to a woman. My first thought was, "geez, do I really look old enough to be offered a seat?" So, in my manliest dialect, I say, "Nah, bruh, I'm good." In my head I thought it sounded ridiculous. At the end of the line, he hops up before the train can come to a full stop, moves to the area just across from me and says something--I am still rocking out to Queen, so I unplug again, and say, "huh?" He's like, "have a nice night." And silly me--"Uh, you too, bruh." LoL I wasn't quite sure what went down, but maybe he saw me as something not so masculine in spite of what I was trying to project.
Originally Posted by Micki_Finn
