I was in the Flatiron district for an audition and had some time to kill, so I wandered around Union Square park for a while before going down to the train. A man approached me:
Man: You've been following me for quite some time.
Me: Oh (laughs awkwardly)
Man: I don't take kindly to stalkers.
Me: Ok. (starts walking further down the train platform)
Man: Just kidding, you're really pretty.
Me: (walking further away)
Man: I LIKE THAT YOU STALK ME!
A couple hours later I came out of a screening in midtown (Middle of Nowhere, you should see it) A woman approaches me at a traffic light:
Woman: Where did you get your bag?
Me: My purse?
Woman: No, your Beatles bag (a tote bag with the Abbey Road cover on it)
Me: Oh, it was a gift, I'm not sure where it's from.
Woman: Because I love the Beatles.
Me: Yeah, me too.
Woman: I really love them.
Me: Yeah.
Woman: So, where do you live?
Me: Um. Astoria.
Woman: Cool, you headed there now?
Me: (walking quickly away)
Man: You've been following me for quite some time.
Me: Oh (laughs awkwardly)
Man: I don't take kindly to stalkers.
Me: Ok. (starts walking further down the train platform)
Man: Just kidding, you're really pretty.
Me: (walking further away)
Man: I LIKE THAT YOU STALK ME!
A couple hours later I came out of a screening in midtown (Middle of Nowhere, you should see it) A woman approaches me at a traffic light:
Woman: Where did you get your bag?
Me: My purse?
Woman: No, your Beatles bag (a tote bag with the Abbey Road cover on it)
Me: Oh, it was a gift, I'm not sure where it's from.
Woman: Because I love the Beatles.
Me: Yeah, me too.
Woman: I really love them.
Me: Yeah.
Woman: So, where do you live?
Me: Um. Astoria.
Woman: Cool, you headed there now?
Me: (walking quickly away)
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