I’d like your thoughts as to the reasons behind a strange “encounter” I had with a woman last Friday night.
As background information, I am a 37-year old man. I am 6’0" and about 185 lbs., with 8 to 10% bodyfat. So I’m definitely not huge but have some muscle definition.
Last Friday night, I was at Milwaukee Summerfest. This is an enormous 14-stage music festival held on about 76 acres on Milwaukee’s lakefront. The incident I’m about to describe happened around 11:30 p.m. At that time, the festival is populated by people mostly in their teens and 20s. At 37, I was probably in the oldest 20% there at that time. The atmosphere is alcohol charged and it is a huge “meat market.”
I’d been there all evening with friends. Around 11 they left and I stuck around to listen to another band. So when this happened, I was alone.
As I was standing by myself, a woman, probably age 23 to 25, came up from behind me and started haranguing me. I was wearing a white a-shirt (a/k/a “wife beater”). She literally got into my face, telling me I looked “retarded,” that everyone was laughing at me, that no one wore such shirts since “1982” [not true, since I saw at least several dozen other guys in wife beaters at the festival that very night, most of them pretty scrawny looking or with a protruding gut], and that I was “white trash.” She told me to quit holding my arms like I was “flexing” {I was standing with my arms akimbo) and then asked me where my friends were. I told her was none of her corncern what I wore or where my friends were. She then laughed “you have no friends.” A guy with her, obviously younger, probably no more than 18 (her brother?), proceeded to imitate an orangutan. I walked away.
About 15 minutes later, I had the misfortune of walking into her when leaving the festival. She again launched into another tirade about how I looked like an idiot, had no friends, was white trash, etc. She asked me if I thought I looked good. I replied that as a matter of fact I did. She pointed to some nearby security guards who were laughing, and stated they were laughing at me. Wanting to diffuse the situation, I then held out my hand and introduced myself. She just laughed and walked away.
I’m used to attention from women in these sorts of venues, but not this kind of attention. When I told this story to my friends, they thought she was hitting on me. I doubt that because her tone was so vindictive, she seemed to want to be mean rather than to tease. Keep in mind, I had never seen this girl before she came up to me. I was not flirting with her or hitting on her before this happened. She wasn’t particularly hot {not someone I would have chosen to hit on anyway} but not ugly either, just average looking.
Any thoughts as to what was going on? Has anyone had similar experiences? Was she hitting on me {ugh!} or just plain psycho? Any insights would be appreciated. Thanks.