Oct. 18, 2012
“Have I seen you before?”
“You’ve been going here awhile right?”
“Do you go to football games?”
“Can I call you sometime?” — Not with lines like that, you can’t.
It was a typical day on campus. I was sitting there, minding my own business around noon in the quad, enjoying the sun before heading off to work.
All of a sudden a large shadow came over me, blocking the sun’s rays. My body turned cold as I looked up at the imposing member of the opposite sex standing over me.
He introduced himself by asking me for directions, which I promptly gave. He followed up with a series of questions about me and my