I'm not a fan of being stared at, I'll often stare back or give them the "WTF is your issue?" look. But here is a fun story!
I've been having trouble with hay fever, which means I've been wearing my oh so cute glasses (black, slight cat eye, perrrfect for me) for once. I was out to lunch with my pregnant best friend and my good friend. The best friend is currently sporting E cups and not looking very prego. Maybe just a bit chubby (it is her first) and always decent but it is GA and hot. So she wears whatever she can find that won't make her die from heat stroke. My other friend is a sweet gal who on this day threw on her boyfriend's tshirt and said, "I slept two hours." So, as usual, I was the most put together. At the resturant I feel eyes on me and I turn my head to find the owner (I can't see out of the corner of my eye in glasses. I'm dreadfully near sighted) and catch this sweaty guy staring at me. I turn away, making a mental note that he is sitting with two kids and having Brady Bunch fantasies. So, we eat and my friend pokes me and says, "Erm...that guy..." was still looking at me. I got up and had to go to the bathroom. He stared at me as I walked PAST him, his eyes followed me (friends reported) and when I came BACK the woman at his table turned around and gave me a death stare that actually made me pause in my stride. So I gave her the "WTF?" look and kept walking. According to my friend, they watched me walk out of the resturant. I don;t know WHY is my issue. I'm a decent looking girl, sure, but not THAT great. I was wearing jeans and a tank with a cardigan over it... I don't think I would have minded SO much had she not given me the death stare. :-(