Read For Funny

Some middle-aged man on the subway today told me I was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen. I almost laughed at him and wanted to say, "Obviously, you haven't been looking too hard, buddy. This is New York City - if I am the best looking female this city has, well, we're in trouble." He continued to freak me out, so I moved to the other end of the subway car, immediately putting my headphones on. Why do the weirdos always talk to me? Do I have some pheromone for crazy that I give off and they can all know it and I don't?