today I got hit on by a 30 something year old Disney Cast Member. I was standing in line for the Cast Shuttle minding my own business and he turns to me and pokes my shoulder. "Do you want to go for a run with me?"
uhhhhhhh...................
"No."
what the crap?!?
He tried sitting next to me on the bus, but I shut him down. I think he finally got the hint. That or he saw me swinging my pepper spray on my key chain. Neither option displeases me.
Take that Disneyland Security. I do NEED my pepper spray.
This confirms it....creepers and drunks are my only male fans.
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