Old Man Flirt

A couple of weeks ago, I was exhibiting at a conference in Boofooville, USA, where I am one of few melanin-blessed people. I's minding my own bitness, sitting down behind my table on my MacBook when I hear:

*clears throat*

I look up to see this older Black man staring at me. This is what ensued:

Me: Oh hello. Him: Hi. What does your organization do? Me: We're a nonprofit that blah blah blah 
Him: *staring a bit too hard at me* *kneels down on the floor so he's eye level with me* 
Me: *shifts a little in chair* We're based in Chicago but do regional work 
Him: *looking at me even harder* I'm from Chicago too! How about that? 
Me: umm... cool. *shifts in chair* 
Him: You are beautiful! 
Me: Umm... sure thanks O__O 
Him: What's is your name? You are just... beautiful? 
Me: Luv 
Him: Oh wow! Well, I'm glad I met you. You are beautiful *stares into my soulspace*
Me: *looks around nervously* *nervous chuckle* 
Him: Yes...! *walks away slowly with sly smile*

He finally walks away and I wanna fall off my chair into a tub of bleach and Ajax. UNCLEAN!!!

Like the time the old man saw me on the bus stop one morning and said "GURL! "If I had my social security check on me, I'd offer to take you to dinner this afternoon." O_o F my life.

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Edit: I'm pretty sure I'm gonna get a message from my sister talmbout "Where's the rest of the post?" I don spoiled folks with my tomes. Now when I wanna just write and quickly *drop mic* folks giving me the O__O. Don't judge me cuz I wanted to be lazy last night and not write an ENTIRE post. LOL

Edit 2: I did write today over at LuvvDivine. Check out my post "I'm Nobody's Darky."