Talk Jedi to me.
A woman once told me to put a fork in my bra so as to have quick access to it in order to stab men who try to touch me inappropriately.
So now I keep a fork in my bra at all times.
The cute electrician that leaps up from his work to open the doors for me every single time I walk by with my hands full of tapes (when none of the other guys I work with ever do, except for HP) actually stayed behind before he left for 5 whole minutes to talk to me at my desk.. after TWO years. I mean, in two years his hair has grown longer than mine, but he has one of those super sweet smiles.
It’s silly, but a nice talk for 5 minutes cheered me up.
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