From Not Always Right: If You Don’t Get Hint, Boris Bounce You!
I have been out of the dating scene for quite a while; after someone went almost Hannibal Lecter on me, I noped out of that scene with a vengeance.
I recently paid off my car, which is a huge thing to me because I have struggled with debt for a while. None of my family lives close, and most of my friends are out of town, so I decide that I’m going to go celebrate at a local pub that has the best local beers.
When I get there, it’s about a five-minute wait, but then I get to sit right away. After the waiter greets me and comes back to bring me my drinks, this is where it starts to get weird.
A random guy about my age plops into the seat across from me. I give him a look, and he starts babbling about traffic and some other excuse and I should have called him if I knew I was going to be early.
I stop him — or try to — and tell him quite calmly that he has the wrong table, I don’t know him, and I’m not comfortable with him sitting down in my space.
He starts telling me that that is the whole point of a blind date and that he is now going to show me a good time.
By this time, the waiter has come back with my drinks and is looking back and forth at us. I stop the random guy again and let him know I didn’t make a blind date with him, I don’t know him, and I want him out of here.
The waiter immediately tells me to get my stuff and he will reseat me somewhere else. He sits me a bit closer to the bar, but the guy follows. As the waiter sets down the drinks, he tells me to hang on he’s going to go grab the manager.
Cornelius Noodleman 4 months ago
I am too.
Yakety Sax 4 months ago
Long story, bear with me.
From Not Always Right: If You Don’t Get Hint, Boris Bounce You!
I have been out of the dating scene for quite a while; after someone went almost Hannibal Lecter on me, I noped out of that scene with a vengeance.
I recently paid off my car, which is a huge thing to me because I have struggled with debt for a while. None of my family lives close, and most of my friends are out of town, so I decide that I’m going to go celebrate at a local pub that has the best local beers.
When I get there, it’s about a five-minute wait, but then I get to sit right away. After the waiter greets me and comes back to bring me my drinks, this is where it starts to get weird.
A random guy about my age plops into the seat across from me. I give him a look, and he starts babbling about traffic and some other excuse and I should have called him if I knew I was going to be early.
I stop him — or try to — and tell him quite calmly that he has the wrong table, I don’t know him, and I’m not comfortable with him sitting down in my space.
He starts telling me that that is the whole point of a blind date and that he is now going to show me a good time.
By this time, the waiter has come back with my drinks and is looking back and forth at us. I stop the random guy again and let him know I didn’t make a blind date with him, I don’t know him, and I want him out of here.
The waiter immediately tells me to get my stuff and he will reseat me somewhere else. He sits me a bit closer to the bar, but the guy follows. As the waiter sets down the drinks, he tells me to hang on he’s going to go grab the manager.
What happens next is priceless.
Contd.
dbrucepm 4 months ago
back handed compliment
Dapperdan61 Premium Member 4 months ago
Awwwwww how sweet
owlsandy Premium Member 4 months ago
@Yakety Sax. So, this is 5 of your stories I’ve seen today! Enough to last a week.
Zebrastripes 4 months ago
I said compassion not the blatant truth! You twit!
Howard'sMyHero 4 months ago
Followed by “…and don’t call me Shirley!” …!
( probably already used in past arcs, right? )