I once made the mistake of taking my recycling to the recycle center on a Wednesday. This old man that works there on Wednesdays, apparently.
Started out he wanted to help me unload recycling and started talking to me. A little odd as usually they either don't say anything or just verify that I actually live in the area (for some reason they don't want people outside of city limits using the city's recycling). But whatever -- I figured the old man was probably just lonely and bored. I guess I was right about that part... He stayed very close to me even as I was unloading stuff, which felt awkward but I figured maybe he was hard of hearing. At first he was just telling me about how to recycle stuff, explaining that I needed to break down all the boxes and remove lids from any plastic containers and not put plastic bags in with the rest because it messes up the roller machines. All of this I already knew, because I bring recycling there frequently. Then he grabbed my left hand and touched my ring, "Are you married? You seem too young to be married"
I still didn't really think anything of it, and said yes, and that we just had a baby 2 months prior.
So he said he was married for 28 years, but got divorced. I apologized, but then it got kinda weird because he kept talking about how marriage can be fun at first, "but then your wife starts wanting to know where you are all the time and you can't do anything on your own".
In my mind I was wondering if it was recent and he was still hurt over it or something, but he kept going on about it, saying marriage was too restrictive and how even if things are fun at first it's not good to have a wife because they always want to know where you are and what you're doing. "I like to have friends though."
Then he kept saying that I was a really nice person. He patted my shoulder and says, "You look nice too. I'm partial to men. I don't want to scare you though."
Then he started trying to confirm where I lived -- I'd already told him the apartment complex to confirm that I was in city limits. I didn't tell him anything more specific but I'd already told him where I work because he'd asked before I felt uncomfortable.
Then he told me exactly where he lives, and said he'd love to just hang out sometime. Then he was like, "I also give massages. Normally I charge, but it'd be free for you.", and asks if maybe I could call him sometime. I didn't take his number, which was awkward because it made me feel rude, but I didn't intend to call him. Then he asked if I had a problem with bi men. I explain that I don't at all, but I'm married, and am now late for work. To which he was like, "But have you ever tried it? Being with another man?"
I had already gotten in my car at this point and had been in there for some time, and was trying to leave without closing the door on him, but he kept going on and on and wouldn't get out of my doorway. I tried to say as politely as possible that while I haven't tried it, I was committed to only being with my wife. He said he hoped I would reconsider, that he hoped he didn't scare me off, and to save my recycling for Wednesdays. Finally after repeatedly emphasizing that I really needed to get to work, he moved out of my doorway and I was able to leave, arriving at work only 30 minutes late.
It was very awkward.