MTurk payment: $0.30
Number responses: 8
Avg time/task: 5:58
Avg MTurk interaction rating: 2.25
After the previous night, I offer more money in an effort to attract more workers. As usual, I get to the bar a little early to make sure everything is running smoothly. Once I’m there, he texts me saying he will be a little late, so I sit at an empty table and wait. A pair of older guys approach and accuse me of stealing their table, then “offer” to share it with me. They sit down and start hitting on me in an extremely aggressive and insulting way, but I don’t want to leave the table because it offers a good amount of space for positioning my camera. I start the streaming and figure I might as well let the workers weigh in on the situation. The instructions are helpful only in passing the time, “smile”, “laugh”, “agree” they say. But the descriptions that I view later are interesting — even in the dark and noise of the bar, a lot of them seem to pick up on the aggressive and confrontational attitude of the men.
After 20 mins of sitting there while the men calling me cold and a bitch and a tease, my date finally arrives with a friend of his. They join us at the table and the two of them sit down unnecessarily close on either side of me, sandwiching me in uncomfortably tightly. I’m a bit surprised he would bring his friend along on a date, but figured he decided to make it more of a friendly thing, and decide to go along with it. I try to bring his friend into our conversation, but the friend barely responds, staring straight ahead while trying to fondle my purse. The other men are still at our table whispering together and laughing and pointing and staring at me.
Meanwhile, my date is telling me about how he likes making videos where he goes out in public and fucks with unsuspecting people. I start to wonder if this is what’s happening right now, the situation seems a little too excessive to be real. I feel annoyed and resentful thinking about the possibility that he could be messing with me like this. I wonder how it is different than what I am doing. Maybe I am a bitch. These nonstop dates with strangers and workers are really starting to wear on me. It’s late and I’m suddenly completely tired and I make some bad excuse and flee.