Most recently, at the public library about 6 months ago.
I was 16 years old, working the late shift Drive-thru at a very busy Burger King. When I leaned out to take his money, he points at his lap.
Remember this was Way Back When, while my true bitchy and sarcastic nature was still hidden beneath a facade of sweet-tempered Junior Leaguer-to-be.
I glanced down, quirked my eyebrow, looked him in the eye, and said “I said 'One dollar and fifty cents.” or whatever amount “PLEASE. Uhm, sir, you should put that away now. No one wants to look at your dead baby turtle, but I am sorry for your loss. Dollar-fifty?”
Dipshit handed me a five, I made his change, gave him his Whopper Junior, and got the giggles at the irony of his order. Then I used all of the soap in the dispenser to wash my hands.
I’ve spent 27 years trying to forget working the Drive-thru because the Dead Baby Turtle Dude was one of the more pleasant customers.
Twice.
I was ten. A couple of my school friends, my sister, and I would sometimes carpool home, so one of our parents was driving us home. We stopped at a local bakery and while the parent was shopping, we stayed in the car. A guy strolled up to the car, pulled down his pants, and mooned us for what seemed like forever. We screamed, but I can’t remember us telling anyone.
Then in college, my sister and I were hanging out in lounge area of the student center. She was sleeping on the couch beside me while I studied. A guy was seating on the other side of her. In the corner of my eye, I see strange movement and I see him pulling his penis out of his pants. It was just inches from my sister and he had this scary look on his face. Speechless, I shook her awake and we hightailed it out of there. I never went back to that spot.
Oh, yepper. I was, what, 17? On a trip with a bunch of girls in my French class in high school in Paris - there were three of us crossing the street to catch up to the rest of our gang at, I believe, the Paris Opera House (it was either that or possibly the Arc du Triomphe). While we were crossing the street, some older guy in one of the cars caught my eye, and one of my friends, and made it obvious that a) he was holding himself and b) he wanted us to see that he was. It was pretty gross, but that’s pretty much it. Totally one of those “did I just see what I thought I did?” moments.
And yeah, I did. I think I was most disgusted by the idea that he wanted us to see him jerking himself off - that that’s what got him off. Ick. But I’m not to damaged by it. Just weirded out, like a lot of people in this thread have said.
Never. Female, 46.
StG
When I was 12, in an elevator. I was alone with the perv, on my way up to visit my mom in the hospital, while my dad was parking the car.
It may seem that way. But if you contrast the number of normally behaving men I’ve seen in public transport or in public, added over my whole life, (so, a couple hundred a day) with the number of “pencil vendors” as we call them in Dutch :)… then the percentage becomes somewhere around 0.0000000000000000000000000000000001 %.
None that I can remember. Heh. I was once pinched on the bottom, on a very crowded subway car, by an elderly Asian man. And I didn’t do anything about it, being too embarassed to. And I think I was surprised, too, that this older man (who looked to be at least 80) would do that!
I’m 34, never had it happen. I’m kind of disappointed I haven’t been able to use Bernadette Peters’ line from Pink Cadillac: “It looks like a penis, only smaller!”
(Seriously, I know in reality it would be ultra creepy and I wouldn’t be flip, but it was a funny line.)
That was the case with El Camino Dude.
I also had an almost incident with Popcorn Box guy at the movies when I was about 7 or so. I think Creepy Movies Dude was more prevalent back in the 60s than he is today. You just don’t hear about it much anymore.
“…It was too late.
She’d already been caber-tossed!”[/ray stevens]
My husband will sometimes have to pull over to pee. I always tell him to be* very *discreet, as I heard that you will go down on the sex offender registry if someone decides to call the cops. I think there’s an obvious difference between the smirking guy and a guy who just looks down while taking a pee, but technically, they can bust you for it.
Don’t forget to post it on Hollaback (it’s a site where people post pics and/or stories of getting harassed by men in public. The original one’s from NYC but it has branched out since then. Wish I’d had this – and camera phones – when I was a teen).
You know, as many pervs as I’ve come across, I don’t recall ever seeing a penis (clothed hard ons pressed against me in the subway are another matter). It did happen twice on the train, but I was distracted so a friend had to fill me in both times. I got mad because I would have pointed and laughed. Or, yeah, felt weird and dirty for the rest of the week.
It has happened twice. And both got different reactions.
The first time it was in France, and a young, comely French college student who was just drunk decided to strip down and step on top of a table or something. It was in the middle of a dance, everybody was dancing, and mostly kept dancing. He was pretty to look at, but he wasn’t creepy or obnoxious and wasn’t just exposing to me but to the whole school. I didn’t mind taking a peek (or two). 
The second time it was more recent, worse experience, and I don’t want to think about it, although this thread has reminded me of it. Yuck… Let’s see… definitely unattractive man, “being alone” factor, and big creepy vibes all around. Yea, I felt dirty and don’t want to talk much about that experience.
So… if I get exposed to a young noncreepy nice looking man, I may not be grossed out or mad, perhaps just weirded out and may appreciate the look. Creepy guys, I’ll be fleeing…
Yes. It’s happened twice. Once was definitely deliberate. It was a perv in a movie theater. He’s lucky my dad didn’t kill him. I never noticed. I was too busy watching the movie. The second one I can’t swear was deliberate; can a man walk around in short denim shorts and not know his dick is hanging out? Both happened when I was a tween.
How was the tip?
Regards,
Shodan
Here is a related thread…
Differences between male & female reactions to non-threatening flashers
Wow. I fel validated as a Doper now…I’ve spawned two related threads! I can die happy! Still never been flashed or sexually harassed, though…
Well, let’s try to keep it that way! 
Aw yeah. Dude in the park by our elementary school. Flashed my whole class (grades 4 through 6, “multi-age” class) while we were running by in gym. Cops were called. Some kids were a little scared, the boys were mostly puzzled. Me, I laughed. I was told to knock it off when I started voicing over a german-accented polka for Mr. Weener… (Hey, it made the scared kids laugh, okay??!)
Been flashed in the Montreal Metro, too, really late after a choir concert. That was during college in the mid 90s. Gotta wonder, sometimes, what would make someone do that in the middle of January. I mean, dude, it’s COLD. Thankfully, this twit was across the tracks (opposite platform) so I didn’t feel threatened in any way…