Brought to you only slightly under the influence

Jan 10, 2008 23:41

Creepy 30-40-year-old bar guy, as I pass him on my way to the restroom: Hey......hey.
Me: *IGNORE*

Me: *coming out of the restroom*
Creepy Bar Guy: *creepily standing outside of the restroom* Hey. Can I talk to you?
Me: No.
Creepy Bar Guy: Why not?
Me: GOOD-BYE. *returns to bar, surrounds self with friends*

Once rejoined with my friends, we sent two girls to guard another girl still in the restroom.

What is it with Creepy Bar Guys who are at least twice our age, or maybe only 1.5x our age? Do they think we will find them attractive? Do they think that we are flattered when they stand outside of the restroom and exude an aura of creepiness that exceeds previously-known possible levels of creepiness?

Because: WE ARE NOT.

Really, though, tonight was a lot of fun, aside from the creepiness. AND because we didn't stay long inside of the bar I wanted to go to, and get the pizza I wanted. But that sort of turned out alright because the Argus? HAS THE BEST FOOD EVAR.

What the hell, it's snowing and we're supposed to get 2-5 inches of snow. I wish Chad would be here to help me shovel when I get home from work (or Saturday morning), :(

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