So last night after my attempt to see School for Scoundrels floundered, I still needed to blow off some steam. My friends Al and Alison called and invited me out for a dink at my local haunt. We are just sitting there having a good time when my old and favorite waitress walks in, naturally I trot over to the bar where she sits down. I give her a hug and tell her I have missed her. I guess some lame-o skeeziod saw me and thought since I was not on a date and had friends I was an EXCELLENT mark. And the 'chase' was on. He came over and sat down at the table the is accross the wall from our table and kept leaning in. Alison was feeling her personal space being invaded so as a defence measure she leaned in closer to Al. Great plan, aside from one little thing... this leaves me in the open. The guy asks for my name, I tell him 'Heather' and then he just wants to try to carry on a conversation despite the fact that he just wanted to sit there to avoid the scary little filipino woman, or so he said. He asked where my boyfriend was and I told him my husband was deployed. He claimed he did not know what that meant... great a rocket scientist. Then he asked me to dance I told him I was having a bad week and was in no mood. He said he would like to hear about my bad week. I said no reall you wouldnt and that I appriciated him asking me to dance but the awnser was staying no! After the idiot moved on Al excused him self to the restroom and returned saying numbers over and over "757-431-0744" we asked him what that was, naturally it is the number you call to re-order urnial cakes... so the next time some guy bothers me thats the number I am givinig out. 757-431-0744