Yup, you are my people! Same, same, same. Every since I was a kid, that damn sign "weirdos and creeps apply within" has been attached to my back. There was Leo in kindergarten, the guy with the unibrow that legitimately did look like Bert from Sesame Street in middle school, I can't count how many of the same type in high school, then there were the assorted perverts throughout the years, the male partner in charge of students at my former law firm when I was a student, the old creepy judge who thought I should know he had Viagra in his pocket, and now, at almost 52, way too many short, balding, creepy guys in sweat pants with lines that were tired in 1983.