Yesterday, I went with my boss to go get lunch. We were walking the 1.5 blocks to our favorite deli, around noon, in SoHo on Varrick. I was inappropriately dressed for the 40 degree weather, high heels and bare legs with a knee-length grey wool dress, and a large pink coat and huge purple scarf. But it was a short walk, and for some reason my legs don't get as cold as they probably should - my arms and neck, they get very cold, hence the coat and the scarf, but my legs, they're practically immune to anything above 25.
Apparently, the local high school had just let out for lunch (or there was a rash of cutting class at noon yesterday), and there was a crowd of ruffians walking down the street. Ten to fifteen twelve to fifteen year old boys were just laughing and joking together and kind of crowding the sidewalk. Typical younger high school male behavior.
As my boss, myself, and two other coworkers made our way though this crowd (not a hard task, they were walking south, we were walking north, we were just walking around each other), one of the hoodlums stopped in front of me and said loudly in my face (I was going to say screamed, but it wasn't that loud or intimidating, just loud enough so all of his friends could hear him - but RIGHT in my face), "You... are... NOT... SEXY!"
And then ran off with his friends.