GEORGIA, I have a question.
I was mid-deadlift when this guy walked over. I had my headphones on, clearly not looking for conversation, but he started talking anyway. I was polite at first. Nodded. Gave short answers. Hoped he'd take the hint. He didn't. He stepped closer. Way too close. Into my personal space while I was still catching my breath. Then he asked for my number.
I told him no thanks. He didn't leave. He moved even closer and started with the "why not?" and "come on" routine. My workout timer had already gone off twice. I was annoyed, uncomfortable, and now a little scared because...
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