This could have gone on for a while, Creepo pushing it ever so slightly too far and me acting like a poorly-socialised cretin. Luckily, after a few days he messed up. He said something entirely socially unacceptable and repulsive to a friend of mine. In a couple of sentences, he waltzed straight across the border into “sex pest” country. This reduced my friend into a panicky mess and made me happier than a kid at Christmas. No, I didn’t mistype that. I was genuinely happy that he’d come out, for two main reasons.
Maybe, just maybe, if we didn’t gag our women and children by teaching them that ours social ideal of politeness is more important than their instincts, their feelings, and ultimately their safety, some situations would be stomped on before life-changing tragedies happened.