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Originally Posted by C.A. jones I hate sitting that close to strangers. Last time I went, they sat me
in a bad spot and my neck hurt all night. |
EXACTLY!
The last time I went... I was the "odd man out"... everyone else had a date. So they sat on one end of the 8 person table (they took up four seats)... I had to sit at the other end, with 3 guys.
2 of the guys were older... and there with a younger one, who was the nephew.
So, the younger one was going to Iraq. I felt really sorry for him.... and when he would talk to me, I would respond. I didn't want to be a bitch.
THEN... he started to DRINK... and DRINK... AND DRINK... he was SO DRUNK... and then he started to hit on me and kept talking... LOUDLY.... and wouldn't SHUT UP! I kept asking him to be quiet... the people around me asked him to be quiet... my friends got pissed because I was encouraging him... when in fact I was telling him to hush. I missed the whole freaking main act!
It was a really miserable experience. That fucking drunk guy ruined my night.