There’s nothing creepier than when somebody winks at me. Why are you winking at me? Perhaps you are trying to convey that you are having an amusing little joke and want me to play along, but all I hear you saying is: “Sometimes I enjoy molesting children.” You are trying to make me complicit in your strange little joke, but your winking is only making me feel uncomfortable. If you’re kidding around, that’s OK, but tell me that in words, not through winking. Never wink at me again you invasive freak.