Have you been called "creepy" by the opposite sex?

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I am quixotic for comic effect sometimes.

From dictionary.com: Creep - an obnoxious, disturbingly eccentric, deviant, or painfully introverted person.

I might meet the "painfully introverted person" criteria. Social anxiety causes selective mutism in me, I believe. Not likely to result in being called creepy and I don't ever remember being called that. Probably plenty have thought it though.

Do you think you are being "obnoxious" by using poor social communication or seem "disturbingly eccentric"?

I'm your worst nightmare. Or maybe I'm just the dream that wakes you up and you have to pee.

Whatever...

I have been told that I am weird and that I am a loser, and they weren't wrong.

I don’t see “loser” in you, BlackIC.

Good morning.

Nice to meet you as well.

While I appreciate your sentiments, I like to think of myself as a realist. If I am a loser, there must be a winner.

I am sure I have been called that behind my back: I know that I have been called a "pedophile" and "serial killer" to my face. To be fair it can be considered a compliment because people in both those categories are able to get away with it because they look very normal and are able to blend into society. I should also point out that the woman who called me a serial killer was with a couple other women (the four of us were in an elevator) and they were both clearly embarrassed and mortified by her words.

This.

Though on my part, in the past, I have come off a little too strong. Something I've had to learn to not do.

What prompted her to say that . If she really believed it, it would be the last thing she'd say.

Of course. Forget about them.

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It's just sexist BS that's harder to spot, given that the implications of the "creepzone" are being marked as to be ignored.

What I had in my 20's was actually way more obnoxious. It was especially bad at college and working in restaurants where a new girl would like me every month and hate me two weeks later. It's not even that I couldn't read signs of interest, it's more like I was not their type, I knew it, my 'look' apparently matched an archetype, I wasn't that archetype, and whenever I tried to chat them up and converse on whatever level I could try straightening the situation into they didn't like it - ie. I wasn't allowed to be 'me', I was supposed to be whatever I looked like to them.

After maybe ten or fifteen years of that, from highschool to my late 20's, I found out that either this had done damage or that that my attraction to most women was that touchy that I was stuck between on one side needing someone who was enough on the same page to understand me but then either almost never finding anyone who was that which I was attracted to, or finding people I was attracted to where there were serious enough inconsistencies in our personalities, and the rare time where I felt like I was looking in the mirror and should have gotten married - the best example, she was a recovering alcoholic and I lived in a party house!

It's like trying to play Texas hold em with friends, losing all the money you through on the table, and you realize as the game goes on that it's not that you're not playing your hands well, the runs keep getting dropped and none of your cards match, like beyond what you'd think statistical chance would yield. At least in hold em you can bluff if you want to but wow... dating and even worse, marriage? Any of that has long term consequences that you're not getting out of unscathed.

At this point at least I'm finally not getting screwed on career but.... I understand a different layer of this as well - status is attractiveness and if you've had a hard run of things that's about the same as poor status. While it's true that I don't think female-kind is necessarily a brick of sodium (although I do have times where it seems like much of humanity is exactly that predictable) I see where the thresholds are set to very few people's benefit on either side of the binary and it increasingly gets surprising, as perfectionistic as so many people seem to be, what anyone sees in anyone. Being human's a truly bizarre experience and it just amazes me to see that so many guys and girls, without ASD even, would rather look for the supermodel or pro athlete until they're in the grave. Looks like the best way to thin the herd is give us as much freedom as we want and we'll, almost without fail, get too disagreeable to even have friends anymore let alone romantic partners!

I have been called that or similar things by people of my same sex and people of the opposite sex.

I think people more commonly called me a freak, but that's pretty much the same as being creepy so yeah. But its back there in the past, I mean at age 30 now its hard to give a crap about that. Like so growing up people thought I was a freak or creepy...so what, what am I going to do about it now. I'm 30 years old, trying to make my life no need to look back on stupid a**holes from school.

I have a boyfriend, we live in an apartment together and over-all we are doing pretty good...it took a long time to get to where I am and it took confronting some of my own weaknesses and moving past some stuff to get here. Its been a long ride but finally at the age of 30 I think I am finally making the life that I want. I'm even going to go this summer without shaving my arm-pits which I have done for quite a while...but this time I am not going to focus on hiding it under a t-shirt. Maybe not totally relevant to the thread, but I guess I just feel a little more confident in my current age than I felt before.

I've been told by guys offline that I give off a creepy vibe to women & I've been told by women online that I come off a creep but I never been called creep by women offline. Women my age or younger offline either want little to do with me or they see me as safe like the way they'd see a gay male friend. Older women offline tend to take a shinning to me but they're already in relationships or talk about how they'd wish their daughter or granddaughter would be interested in going out with someone like me.

What makes you say that? Serious question actually because it's usually one of two reasons:
1. You feel like a loser, so you project that feeling outwardly
2. You've been told you're a loser, so you start to believe it and, once again, project that belief outwardly

What specifically led you to this conclusion about yourself?