It doesn't happen often. I can recall like three times. The first time was this super creeper at Wal-mart that tried to hit on my mom with like bible passage puns and when she ignored him he turned to me and said my hair was pretty and waggled his eyebrows and omg. The next day when I went to my sewing class all of the other girls who had gone over the weekend to get supplies for our project had the same story. This other time I thought I was making a friend and then a couple of weeks later I mentioned my boyfriend and I never saw the guy again. Last time it was one of my brother's friends. He was trying to educate me on drugs which was okay except I think 90% of it was bulltrout sold to him by his 14 year old dealer.