It's rarely this blatant.

[frightened]

Teenage schoolgirl: Do you work here?
Me: Yep.
Schoolgirl: How old are you?
Me: 27.
Schoolgirl: ...Are you a boy or a girl?
Me: I'm a girl.
Schoolgirl: Oh! *Covers face with hands, flees*
Me: Well, that was subtle.

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[gavagai]

I kind of hope you confused her with these strange new feelings inside she now has ;)

[frightened]

I did sort of think afterwards, "Did I just get hit on by... nah. And ew."

[skibbley]

Hmmm.

Schoolgirl: ...Are you a boy or a girl?
You: I'll go check the reference stacks, please take a seat.

[frightened]

Ah, this was at my other job, where I do MANLY MANLY MAN THINGS requiring physical strength and getting covered in mud (we like to think it's mud).

Me and my pesky ability to push a wheelbarrow without whining about breaking a nail.

[skibbley]

Ah, must try to keep up. Still, that response in the new context would get points for being surreal!