I just had the most bizarre moment of the day: I doing my afternoon jogging, I stop by a vending machine to drink some soda and I decide to take a leak in the train station bathroom. Just so happens another guy is there and he starts chatting with me as I'm drying my hands on the blow dryer. After a brief conversation I start walking away, put on my headphones, I go up the stairs, I notice the guy is still following me and he's trying to chat again. At this point, I just give him a handshake, try to say to goodbye to him, but he's still talking about me, trying to be ubber friendly (I have no idea what he's getting at), he's pointing to his car and then he says I'm well endowned. I get a little freaked out and after a few seconds, he finally gives up, says his goodbyes and takes off. So I start jogging again and then I had to stop at least four times to finally put the pieces together: the guy had a very good haircut, stylish clothes, drove an expensive Audi and worked in the entertainment business.
Long story short, a gay guy tried to hit on me at the train station. I feel so weird and confused right now...