Now working in a coffee shop, you might think most people have their act together to afford a $4 cappucino... not so... we get our share of weirdos in there and the guy tonight took the cake...
He is maybe in his 70's with wild grey hair... boasts of owning two Harley's and a Buell and gives my 20 something hot chick co-worker a pink rose...
So I feign a smile and say "Isn't that sweet" he runs out to his car and gets me a rose too... awwwwwww... how special...
Then I look at them and say, "Well I need to attack the dishes in the back..." apparently he tried to give her a bracelet but it was broken, so he went back to Wal Mart and got a new one and gave it to her...
She was like "Oh isn't this cool?" showing it to me... I am like "Yeah real nice"... Later we are closing the store and she opens the box that came along with the bracelet and she finds, much to her dismay... a love note with Mike's phone number (missing a few digits)...
This girl is 22 or so and hysterically says something to the effect of "OH CRAP!!!" and throws the box across the counter and into the lobby...
I am soooo glad that I am not her... it was really funny... I mean who does this guy think he is? Casanova ...
I was thinking about this some more, we could possible track down this guy using the limited info he left, and possibly get you his street address and just about anything else you would want
What is a party line? You mean like in politics? They talk about politicians crossing party lines on the news channels once in a while.
He was serious. I met him last summer when he was out riding his Firebolt and I immediately sensed his creepiness...
The night manager is a mean old bull dyke and we are gonna get her to straighten him out... she likes the girl and has talked to more than a few of these weirdos already...
It is not the first time some old lech has hit on her either... she just acts too friendly sometimes.
If a guy gives me the creeps and he is talking to me I just keep moving my feet even if I have a smile on my face, I act really busy.
Now if that nice cute policeman comes back into the store again maybe I will slip him my phone number...with all the digits
Work in a bar once. You get all kinds of them. All juiced up on Liquid stupid. I have a bartender sit and serve a guy that was completely smashed for over 2 hours regular Coke. He thought it was Captain and coke. And they were pint glasses to boot. The whole time he is polite but really smashed hitting on her. My bartender did this because he didn't need him leaving and driving. She called designated driver to pick him up. When they got there he grabbed the 15 dollars of the 20 he had on the bar and called her the best damned bartender ever.He said I drank for a long time and I still have 15 dollars left. Then the driver took his 15 for the ride home. Funny $hit. The guy came in smashed got served 5 pint glasses of coke. He thought it was Captain. I'd say he got one thing correct. She is the best damned bartender. She wouldn't let him drink no more.lol
I drove cab in Madison for four years... and have dealt with my share of drunks also...
I used to drive football Saturdays... in the Sea of Red Shirts... so you can imagine... one day I pick up three drunk frat boys... really big guys, probably rugby players and they all try to squish into the back seat...
I said, "One of you can sit up here." So this kid gets in the front and stupid boy he says with a grin, "How do you know I am not going to molest you?" I said very empathetically, "How do you know I am not going to break your neck?"
His reply, "Oh I doubt you could do that!" I look him straight in the eye, deadpan and say, "Just try me, I have had training." His friends in the back thought this was hysterical of course and couldn't stop laughing. I didn't hear a peep out of the guy in the front the rest of the ride... and then they all gave me a big tip...
Classic. Stupid fool, he didn't see that one coming.
Doughnut,
I can drop you an address if you want to come by, you can even wear your plainclotes.
I always tell my daughter to never, ever accept gifts under those circumstances. He's A creepy old guy that you're not interested, if you accept the gift it's egging him on ...
"He went to Walmart"... (22 year old) "He went to Walmart?"...(Charlotte) "He Went To Walmart!"...(22 Year old) "HE WENT TO WALMART!!!!!(both of you jumping around like the captain of the football team just asked you to prom)
"He went to Walmart"... (22 year old) "He went to Walmart?"...(Charlotte) "He Went To Walmart!"...(22 Year old) "HE WENT TO WALMART!!!!!(both of you jumping around like the captain of the football team just asked you to prom)
Coffee stores are unusual for me since I'm a once in a while Dunkin Dounuts person. I got a 20.00 Starbuck gift card for Christmas so I went in to get a pound of Breakfast blend for home and the guy behind the counter asks me " Paper or tin?" "I'm like HUH what do you mean Paper or Tin I have an Mr Coffee back home you know automatic drip" So the guy chuckles when I say just grind it! Then this guy in a yellow rain jacket and ball cap comes in, young guy he is wearing sandals and he hits on the 20 something girl behind the counter. FUNNY!
The night manager is a mean old bull dyke and we are gonna get her to straighten him out... she likes the girl and has talked to more than a few of these weirdos already...
So, you think it's better and safer for your friend to be indebted to a "mean old bull dyke" who "likes the girl", than for your friend to have a 70+ year old who probably couldn't do anything harmful if he swallowed a truckload of Viagara, giving her trinkets and incomplete love notes?