The amount of times I've been asked out as a liquor store cashier could go in an encyclopedia of bad pickup lines.

The worst was when a popular manosphere influencer gave a talk in the area on one balmy summer day. My tattoos have never been so complimented before or since.

Oh shit I didn't notice where I posted imma delete that. Although I could also have a few arguments about my gender identity at times but as of right now, yeah, my bad.

Apologies, ladies.

Omg I love your name

Ugh, I can't imagine working retail for exactly that purpose; I barely want to interact with men when I have to, much less being in a position where I have to all the time.

I bet your tattoos are lovely though! I bet it sucks to wonder how many of those compliments were real vs using that influencer's tactics or something

Thank you! I get plenty of honest compliments, so it's fine.

Retail was an experience, and there were lots of lovely regulars of all genders to even out the weirdos. The few regulars who asked me out, it was less creepy and more like "Dude. Come on. You should know better."

Though I was pleased to see how transparent the pick up guys were, I sometimes worry about falling for that shit. Nice to know it's about as thinly veiled as their raging insecurity.