Ghana. Spring 2006. South Africa. Summer 2007. Malawi. Fall 2009. Cote d'Ivoire. 2010.
Monday, February 27, 2006
"Hey, I Like Your Legs. I Love You. What's Your Name?"
I had perhaps the most hilarious pick up attempt this morning while walking around in Osu. We stopped to look at some random necklaces and one of the men working went to greet me. As he shook my hand, he was sure to give me the old rub and to hold onto it just long enough to make me uncomfortable. Very nice. He then asked my name and proceeded to forget it immediately. Next, cassanova decided to slap my calves and comment on his views on my legs. I really enjoy being a piece of meat. I think all girls do. I told him not to touch me...thanks...and that I am not ok with such advances. I think he thought I was playing hard to get, because he decided to declare his undying love for me right then and there and slap my leg again. I yelled at him again and asked if he even remembered my name..which he didn't. So I guess he just loves some random obruni with "strong legs." Very smooth. We are getting married next week. You're all invited.
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