The best and worst

So I have to do this...

Many American girls at the EEE passionately dislike the machismo prevalent in Mexico. They are personally insulted every time a guy whistles, honks, or cat-calls in their direction. I, on the other hand, am highly HIGHLY entertained.

I will admit, sometimes it is rather flattering. Once in a while it feels good to have a guy check me out at the start of the day. It is a reminder that, oh yeah, I look good.

However, men here are notorious for taking it to every extreme possible. Thusly, I have decided to post some of my all time favorite best and worst pick-up-lines.

Last weekend I was walking to Luis's house when I had to cross a very busy main intersection. Standing on the median divider, I heard a rather loud horn blast from the bus directly in front of me. The poor motorbike driver in front of the bus reacted the same instant I did, leaping forward into the middle of the intersection, at which point he tipped his bike over. Amidst all the confusion, I was still trying to figure out what the heck had caused the bus driver to beep his horn, when he leaned out the window and yelled as loud as he could, "SEEEXY!" and drove away laughing. To say the least, later on I found the experience to be utterly hilarious.

For the first few weeks of my trip, there was always the same group of city workers planting flowers along the sidewalk near my house. Every day I would cordially say hi and walk away. Then one day, the crew leader (the oldest of them all) worked up the courage to respond with more than a head nod. Grabbing my attention, he gestured widely towards the rows of freshly planted flowers and declared that he had planted every single one in my honor. Overly ridiculous, I was charmed by the gesture.

During Carnaval, I was dancing Salsa with some random guy when he leaned in and asked "Do you have a boyfriend?" Laughing, I responded "Claro!" Without missing a beat, he asked "Do you have a Mexican boyfriend?" Slightly bewildered, I could under mutter "no..." (what the heck else do you say when you have already iterated that you are not available?) At which point he smiled, leaned in closer and said (with his eyebrows all askew), "Do you want one?"

My least favorite pick-up-line (and the most common to my consternation) is one used by a variety of men and tends to be favored by construction workers. It is one word, two syllables. Every time I hear it, it makes me cringe. Imagine walking past a construction site of leering sweaty men and just as you cross their path, one lets out a loud "Gueeeeeeeeeeeeeee-daaaaaaaaaaaaa" (using exactly the same voice as a farmers wife calling out "suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey"). To all you men out there who do this, stop. It is NOT appreciated.

Another thing some men do, cannot actually be considered a pick-up-line, but it has the same annoying intent. It is not actually a word. It is simply a loud, moist smacking of their lips in a half-whistle. I cannot adequately describe the sound, as one has to hear it to understand, but it makes my skin crawl every time I hear it. It is not pleasant, nor appreciated.

Over-all, not too bad. Like I said earlier, mostly humorous. You can't blame them for trying. You can laugh though, outloud. :D