Hey, that's inappropriate!

Do I have a face that says, "Say something inappropriate to me?" I seem to have a history of people I don't know, walking up to me and either asking me if I want to see a naked picture of their daughter or telling me a joke that would make George Carlin blush. Don't get me wrong, I'm not offended, it's pretty hard to offend me, but it seems odd. I've written about the lady that asked a group of us if we wanted to see a naked picture of her daughter, so I won't go down that road again. My latest episode was while I was walking in the rail yard in Chicago. I was approaching the building to go back inside, when I trucker walked up to me and started asking me questions about the warehouse I was at. I told him I didn't work here, so I wasn't sure. I thought that would end our conversation, but man was I wrong. This guy tells me he wants to tell me a joke. Great, I'm not a big"joke" fan, but lets hear it. Maybe it would be a clever knock knock joke, or perhaps a president Obama joke or, dare I say, an old school your momma so fat joke. No, dude breaks into a sexually explicit joke that I wouldn't repeat to my wife, if I could even remember it. I'm not good at remembering jokes, mainly cause they aren't my favorite, but I had to wash my mind out with soap to get that one free. Again, didn't offend me, but I had just met this guy and he had the nuts to tell me that. Actually, I hadn't even met him. I mean, I didn't know his name, or anything about him other than he drove a truck for a living and was currently wearing a hat. Hardly makes us buddies. I laughed, as best I could, and kept walking trying to avoid this guys whole stand up routine, not sure I could have fake laughed much more, I'm not very good at it. Just ask Marcy. I refuse to answer the door at Halloween, not because I have a fear of small people in plastic costumes, but because the jokes they tell are horrible. One year, I had a kid tell me a filthy joke, he was five. I asked him if his dad taught him that, since I could tell he had no idea what he just said, and he confirmed my suspicion. Nice, dad teaches his kid a word, or in this case words, and encourages him to use these words in public. I've taught my kids a few words, on accident, that they repeated right then, but I squashed it so it didn't leave the house. Wait, Marcy squashed me because I was laughing and then she told the kids that "Daddy is an idiot, so don't say what he says." Yeah, that was what I meant to say. The last time I was in CA working, trucker told me a joke I thought was a bit racisist, but I knew him for 5 minutes, so I guess that makes it OK? Maybe it's the bald head that attracts crazies, maybe I should get a wig.