No, the only job requirement is that we have big boobs

When I first accepted a job at Victoria's Secret I was a little nervous that I would have to deal with creepy men. Up until last week, I had no such encounters. The men that came into Victoria's Secret were covered in the sex department, so they had no interest in bothering me. Then, Joe entered the store. By Joe, I mean G.I. Joe, who entered the army straight out of high school and frequents the local bar scene hoping to get laid by a college girl. As far as I know, few succeed. Living near an army base is great, between the explosions and sexual harassment. (The two men that I do know in the Army are exempt from this rant. You're welcome).

So, I'm working the cash wrap when Joe 1 and Joe 2 approach the head of the line. Joe 1 is slightly attractive with a dash of thug, i.e. not my type. I ask him if I can help him with anything.
Joe 1: Yeah, you sho can. I need a thirty dolla gift card.
Me: Okay, pick one out and I'll get that ready for you.
Joe 1: So, is it like, required to be gorgeous to work here?
Me: What? No.
Joe 1: I mean, you just have a really good looking group of girls.
Me: eh, thanks. That'll be thirty even.
Joe 1: So, you from Kansas?
Me: Yeah.
Joe 1: And you go to KState?
Me: mm hmm. Would you like your receipt with you?

So, Joe 1 and 2 finally begin their exit, but not before leering at my two bosses and announcing "See, they're even all the same height!" Okay, so a lot of us that work there are short, but this does not lessen the creeper factor.

I try to block the memory from my mind, even though I still found it odd that Joe 1 would hit on me while he was buying what I assume to be a present for a girlfriend. I finish my shift and prepare to leave the mall. As I walk towards the exit, wouldn't you know, Joe 1 and 2 are nearby. I avoid eye contact, and hear Joe 1 say, "Hey, that's her!" They both get up and follow me. Instead of going out the service exit (which is a rape scene waiting to happen) I head to Dillards, where they continue following me. After walking in circles, they disappear. For all I know they are still there.

Moral of the Story:
When Joe appears, get security involved.