you tell me, whats wrong with this conversation?

i was thrifting when this pony-tailed stranger approached me:

Strange Man: i really like your hair *smile*

Me: thank you *smile*

SM: how did you do it like that? *smile*

Me: well, i twisted it…*smile*

SM: do you think it can be done on my hair? *grin*

Me: yeah, maybe *smile*

SM: we should hang out sometime. you could do my hair. whats your name? lemme have you number ma. *grin*

Me: uuuh…haha. well, bye. *courtesy smile & walks away*

Later…

SM: hey ma? whats good? are you going to give me your number or what? we could be good friends. *GRIN*

Me: im not from around here. *courtesy smile & backing away*

SM: oh really? me neither? where you from? *GRINNING & moving forward*

Me: uh far away. *tight-lipped smile*

SM: oh yeah me too. we should hook up sometime. whats your number? *GRIN*

Me: how old are you? *tight-lipped smile*

SM: 27 and you? *laugh*

Me: 19. *tight-lipped smile*

SM: oh, i thought you were 16. *LAUGH*

Me: o_O

creep.

(Source: forgetconformity)