last night, due to varying degrees of retardness on both mine and my friends parts, the two of us waited around in kings cross for each other for an hour and a half.

in this hour and a half, she was asked to 'move on' by station worker people, after they reached behind her, ripped a fly poster off the wall, basically accused her of being 'the girl putting up these posters, you know, the ones like the ones in telephone boxes' and asked her to move on, till she had a go at them.
i apparently don't look as whorish as her, did get a walk around by station workers but they left me alone.

has anyone else ever been mistaken for a prostitute? or your friends?