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  <title>Men talking to women they don&apos;t know</title>
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  <description>This happens to me a lot. And it&apos;s fine with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many women describe this experience as harassment, or as being hit on, or as feeling threatening. I&apos;m NOT--so don&apos;t you dare comment as if I am--doubting these women&apos;s feelings or perceptions. They are what they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I&apos;m a fat old broad (seriously, I&apos;m 65 and look it, and I &lt;b&gt;am&lt;/b&gt; fat) who dresses unfashionably and doesn&apos;t wear makeup. And the men who speak to me in public--in lines, in elevators, on the sidewalk, etc.--are a variety of ages, appearances, and ethnicities. For the most part they aren&apos;t obvious weirdos, (though some of the weirdest--and not in a good way--people I&apos;ve known haven&apos;t looked weird), and some of them are attractive and/or nicely dressed. Some are MUCH younger than I am. I&apos;m pretty sure that most of them aren&apos;t hitting on me, even after I exclude the ones who might well be gay. They&apos;re just, y&apos;know, &lt;i&gt;guys&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know why they talk to me. Maybe they like to talk to women generally but have had bad experiences with being misinterpreted, and I look like I &lt;u&gt;know&lt;/u&gt; I&apos;m a fat old broad so I won&apos;t assume they&apos;re hitting on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I look approachable. But the odd thing about that is that I &lt;u&gt;don&apos;t&lt;/u&gt; get the bad kind of attention. I don&apos;t get harassed, by my definition of &quot;harassed.&quot; My spouse has always attributed that to my &quot;looking like [I] could beat the shit out of them,&quot; though as I have often said, I think the more important thing is that I look like I&apos;m willing to try. So do I somehow look approachable to men whose intentions are benign, and too challenging to men whose aren&apos;t? &apos;Tis a puzzlement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know whether, and if so how, this intersects with it, but when I speak to a woman I don&apos;t know in a public place--again, in line, etc.--just some comment about our surroundings and such, often she does not respond in a friendly way. Are many women reluctant to respond to, or sometimes even to acknowledge, any comment from any stranger, no matter the apparent gender? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does any of this have to do with the fact that I have always gotten along better with men, generally, than with women, generally? Maybe it&apos;s all pheromones of some sort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fellow human beings remain a puzzle to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=cakmpls&amp;ditemid=365&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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