1. Happened to you, and how often?
Went through a bi-curious phase in my late teens, due in part to a very good friend who came out to me. I went to a lot of parties with him and got hit on a whole hell of a lot at those parties. Probably a combination of being young, in good shape, and mostly straight. Used to happen all the time when I moved away for college too, though obviously a lot less than when most of my male friends (and their friends) were gay.
Where I live now it’s extremely unlikely. Given the amount of acceptance “new half” get in entertainment (a term used for men who present as women, whether just cross-dressing or transgender) it’s surprising, but there really aren’t many openly gay men in Japan. I’ve only met a couple of guys who I knew for sure were into men since I got here in 2000.
2. Freaked out, or taken as a compliment?
Compliment. There’s no reason to freak out, even if you’re totally not into the same gender. Since I determined that I’m not even bi enough to make the effort of serious flirting worth it, I treat being hit on by a guy the same as being hit on by a woman I’m not interested in. Fun, friendly, but firm is my default mode for those situations. It is a definite ego boost to know that people find you attractive, even if you’re not going to do anything about it.
3. Ever been the person “hitting on” someone who is into the other gender than you assumed?
Oh yeah. I’ve hit on at least a few hot lesbians. My lesdar is not as good as my gaydar. The growing popularity of the bi-for-attention-from-boys while I was still in school didn’t help the calibration any. I’m not a jerk, though, so I haven’t had any awkward problems from it that I remember.
4. Want to share your story?
I’ve gotten some unwelcome attention from women too, and it’s about as annoying and awkward as being hit on by obnoxious gay guys. The couple of times I’ve had real problems with being hit on were with guys who were way too persistent or forceful with their come-ons. There was a guy who worked with me when I was working in the mall. He invited me to stop by his place one day after work and probably only about 10 minutes after we got there tried rather forcefully to kiss me. That was a very awkward and confusing situation. I left, “lost” the paper with his number that he insisted I take with me, and avoided him after that. That little run in made me appreciate how women can get intimidated into doing stuff that they’d rather not. He was a lot bigger than me, and if he’d pushed for more than he did things could have gotten nasty.
There was also a leather-bear who came on to me at a party. Dude kept getting way inside my personal space. It didn’t take me very long to decide that I really didn’t like that, but he didn’t take a hint, or respond to polite refusal. Rather than get confrontational I used my ninja-like invisibility skills honed through many years as a former introvert and social outsider to disappear in plain sight and then avoided him for the rest of the evening.
On the more amusing side, when I first moved to San Diego for school, I asked a couple of people about a place to get my hair cut. I wanted something different from SuperCuts or some crap like that, so I asked for a place where, “the stylists have dyed hair, piercings, funky clothes, and listen to weird music.” I was directed to a place in Hillcrest.
While walking the few blocks from where I parked to the salon, I noticed that there were A) a lot of gay men, and B) a lot of gay men giving me appreciating looks and more-than-friendly smiles. I thought, hmm, that’s odd. Normally I get some gay attention, but I’m not used to the “chum in the water” effect unless I’m at a party where I’m the token straight boy.
I got my haircut and went back to the dorms, where I mentioned this to one of the guys who told me about the salon. He said, “were you wearing that shirt?” pointing to the shirt I’d gotten with my Macintosh.
“Uh, yeah. Why?”
“Rainbow. Gays. Duh.”
“What are you talking about?”
“The rainbow is a gay symbol.”
“Oh, I guess that would explain why I was getting so much attention.”
I knew about the pink triangle, but for some reason I’d missed the memo on the whole rainbow thing, or just didn’t connect it with the rainbow theme on the Apple logo :smack: