So this older dude (probably in his 60’s?) came up to me last night as I was eating at the bar up at work and says “Hey, I’m not trying to be flirtatious with you or anything, but I have a friend over there *points down the bar* named Joe that would love to meet you.” And I feel like this is another problem with people these days. I’m sorry, we’re at a bar at a high-end restaurant, not junior high. If you’re gonna send your dad/co-worker/whoever to tell me that you want to meet me…I don’t want to meet you. Like, get up off your stool and come say hello to me yourself. You expect me to just leave my food & drink and come down the bar to talk to you because you sent someone to tell me you want to meet you? wtf bro, grow a pair. |