I was alone, eating a burger at Five Guys. I had my headphones in, a coat, a pair of jeans, and some combat boots on. Clearly, not even paying attention to the people around me or wanting conversation. A group of guys walked by my table, as I was closest to the door, and the last guy yells at me, “Hey, you want a boyfriend?!”

Seriously. Who does that? I didn’t do anything but continue to listen to my music, eat my burger, and stare ahead of me. It wasn’t like the restaurant was empty, because it was semi-full. It’d make more sense if I was the absolute only one there. But I wasn’t. There were other customers, but I just happened to be the only girl eating alone. And apparently, that’s not okay.

- Anonymous

Location: Middletown, Rhode Island

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