So heres the original story.......
So my dear friend C***** and I were out for a little late night jaunt to denny's tonite. We were sitting in a booth chatting away about various things. I was telling her about feeling insecure about my "life situation" and how I was feeling slightly paranoid today. Just as the words were out of my mouth two drunken cowboys, and I mean COWBOYS about 40 and 50ish came in. The first thing the younger one said was, "I want to sit next to her" referring to me. He then proceeded to plunk his ass down next to me and asking me if I wanted a boyfriend etc. After a few minutes of this he went back to the neighboring booth where his friend was sitting. The only words out of his buddies mouth were mumblings about my deep voice, but that didnt discourage him. He kept peeking over the booth and winking at me. Also saying how cute I was and if I wanted a sugar daddy.
We weren't feeling threatened at first, but eventually he became so annoying that we just wanted him to give it up. After ignoring him for a few minutes didn't work our waitress came over and told him to leave us alone and that we were nice girls and had a hard day and wanted to relax. After that he mostly left us alone. That waitress was Suki and shes my Hero.
The Sequel.......
So again tonite afterwork same thing happened. Exactly the same. Same waitress (Suki), same friend with me. Only this time there was a different drunk guy that did the same thing!!! So this guy comes up to me and my friend as we were eating our food. He was better than the last guy (see part 1) and actually introduced himself.
Its funny how guys will literally talk to your boobs. I mean literally, staring, and theyre not that big. So anyway this guy sits next to me and was telling us to go say hi to his friends. Basically I told him "um no, we need to finish our food and thats your cue to go" It felt good to defend my personal space and not make someone else do it. Which leads me to my next topic.......... Not taking peoples crap
Audrey
The last time I was in a Denny's was a decade ago but mine were drunken frat boys who, out of a table full of 6 women, decided that I was their fave.
Good for you, Audrey. Stand your ground.
Why is when guys are drunk they think that they are irresistible to women? The whole 'I'm bullet-proof' thing I understand, they are morons, but don't they know that the smell of stale alcohol and slurring of words are a total turn off.
I haven't been to a Denny's in a decade.
Janet