… I got hit on at Starbucks with FRIEND SIL (this post dedicated to this lady…you.are.welcome.)
We were sitting at a table across from each other at Starbucks. The door was behind me and there was a table with a guy sitting at it, alone, behind FRIEND SIL. You know when you can tell that someone is looking at you, well, I could tell that the guy at the table was staring at me. At first, I thought that maybe he was looking for someone because the door was behind me. Finally, I looked in his direction when I thought he was looking at me and we made eye contact. I whispered to FRIEND SIL that the guy was looking at me and a few minutes later, she turned around (when he was looking at me) they looked away and when he looked away, he smirked – I think he thought I was excited about the situation… weird.
So I decided to start scratching my face, talking with my hands, fixing my hair…whatever I could do with my left hand to try to get him to see that I was married. I thought he got the hint because he packed up, got up and walked away. We went about our coffee date and a few minutes later the guy comes back and walked over to our table:
Guy: Um, excuse me, do you have a boyfriend?
Me: Oh, actually, I am married…
FRIEND SIL: Yeah, to my brother!
Guy: Oh you two look like sisters.
Me: Yeah we get that a lot…
Guy: Well, I saw you from the corner and thought you were sweet and I know the perfect person for you.
Me: Oh, thank you
Guy: You would be good with one of my friends…
Me:..Ok...Happy Weekend…
Good save on your ego, buddy…ha!