BuiltPoly318
Well-Known Member
I decided to go out for dinner last night and while I was eating there was a woman across the room that kept staring at me. I was trying to figure out if I knew her, but I didn't recognize her at all. After a while I guess she could see I was getting uncomfortable, and the WTF look on my face probably gave away how irritated I was getting.
Finally, she walked over to my table, as if I wasn't uncomfortable enough, and asked if she could talk to me. She said, "I can see that I've made you uncomfortable, and for that I'm sorry." Then she told me this heart wrenching story about her son who died in a car accident last year, and how I looked just like him, and that she misses him.
So I started to get all misty and and didn't know what to say other than "I'm sorry". I felt like a jerk, but still.. I didn't like where it was going. Then she asked if I would wave to her when she left because she never got to say good-bye to her son. Okay, I wasn't being a total jerk to her but I just told her that I was too uncomfortable with what she was telling me. I didn't know what to say but "I'm sorry for your loss". When she left she stopped and talked to the hostess and then turned and waved at me, and like a fool I just waved back. Then she freaks me out and says, "Good-bye, son" and walked out.
I was just about finished and it kind of ruined my meal, so I went to pay and the hostess says to me, "Your mom is a sweet lady, it was nice of you to pay her bill for her." I'm like WTF?!? I told the hostess, "that's NOT my mother, I don't even know her!". So I told her I'd be right back and I headed out the door to find her. I saw her getting into her car and I ran over and started yelling at her. I stood in the way so she couldn't shut the door and I told her to get her *** back in there and pay her bill, and called her a con artist. She looked at me like she's never seen me before and started freaking out. She even had me fooled thinking I was confronting the wrong woman, but I knew it was her. She started to scream that she was going to call the police if I didn't stop harassing her, I told her "go ahead, call 'em!".
She kept trying to close her car door and I kept pushing it open and asked if she was going to get her *** in there and pay her bill, and I told her what a low life she was using that story about a dead kid to gain sympathy. She kept trying to close the door, so I put my foot up on the door sill for leverage to push the door open, and she just started pulling my leg - not unlike the way I'm pulling yours right now! You do know what today is, don't you?
Finally, she walked over to my table, as if I wasn't uncomfortable enough, and asked if she could talk to me. She said, "I can see that I've made you uncomfortable, and for that I'm sorry." Then she told me this heart wrenching story about her son who died in a car accident last year, and how I looked just like him, and that she misses him.
So I started to get all misty and and didn't know what to say other than "I'm sorry". I felt like a jerk, but still.. I didn't like where it was going. Then she asked if I would wave to her when she left because she never got to say good-bye to her son. Okay, I wasn't being a total jerk to her but I just told her that I was too uncomfortable with what she was telling me. I didn't know what to say but "I'm sorry for your loss". When she left she stopped and talked to the hostess and then turned and waved at me, and like a fool I just waved back. Then she freaks me out and says, "Good-bye, son" and walked out.
I was just about finished and it kind of ruined my meal, so I went to pay and the hostess says to me, "Your mom is a sweet lady, it was nice of you to pay her bill for her." I'm like WTF?!? I told the hostess, "that's NOT my mother, I don't even know her!". So I told her I'd be right back and I headed out the door to find her. I saw her getting into her car and I ran over and started yelling at her. I stood in the way so she couldn't shut the door and I told her to get her *** back in there and pay her bill, and called her a con artist. She looked at me like she's never seen me before and started freaking out. She even had me fooled thinking I was confronting the wrong woman, but I knew it was her. She started to scream that she was going to call the police if I didn't stop harassing her, I told her "go ahead, call 'em!".
She kept trying to close her car door and I kept pushing it open and asked if she was going to get her *** in there and pay her bill, and I told her what a low life she was using that story about a dead kid to gain sympathy. She kept trying to close the door, so I put my foot up on the door sill for leverage to push the door open, and she just started pulling my leg - not unlike the way I'm pulling yours right now! You do know what today is, don't you?
