My First Job
When I was a pizza delivery driver, I drove to a run-down hotel. This older lady with a lazy eye came out and chatted with me. I was 19, wide-eyed, and bushy-tailed. She told me that she was studying psychology. I told her that I was studying music. So, she invited me inside, and her reason made me burst out into laughter—she said she wanted to study anatomy with me.
When I refused, she kept trying to persist and get me to come in and sleep with her. It was not very fun. Story credit: Reddit / Bike_Chain_96