LMAO!!!!!!Try reading the initial post with George Costanza's voice in mind.
I was thinking the same thing!.....
LMAO!!!!!!Try reading the initial post with George Costanza's voice in mind.
LMAO, gotta love the guy code, your situation is almost like the urinal one...... always one spot apart.
Seems pretty much everyone in a few lines of work like to sit with their backs to the wall, ideally in a corner, and their eyes scanning the room. If you sit with them, they expect you to have your back to the room and anyone else in the restaurant.Capital, it is a good thing that you are not a paranoid schizophrenic, otherwise you would have not been able to handle this traumatic event
This is the best way to look at it. Look right thorugh him like he isn't even there. Back to the subject of urinals, when a guy pulls up next to me I no longer let it bug me when he is looking down. I don't try to conceal anything as I used to or let it stop the "flow" of things. I tell myself the guy isn't looking, and if he is then he's playing for the other team and I feel pity for him.Why did you noticed him?
Its fuck up today, guys picking up other guys, etc, I learn just to mind my own business and not notice everything, you wanna stare at me while I'm eating go ahead, I'm not noticing you...I used to but what is the point of getting work up over it ? People have issues today and they are not drawing me in to their problems
a) You show waay more interest in other male patrons than is good for them or you.So I'm out of town on business right now. I head down to the restaurant in my hotel for dinner, and opt to eat on the pub side, instead of the restaurant side. I'm on my own. Since I do a fair bit of travelling and have to eat the occasional meal solo, I have a newspaper with me so I don't spend the meal staring into space (The Economist works well too).
Anyhow, the basement pub is empty, and I wander into a completely unoccupied ante-room, and so I sit down at a table in the middle of the room, facing a large screen TV which is playing MuchMoreMusic, with the volume off. I order a pint, open my paper, and lo and behold another guy walks in and sits two tables away from me, in a corner table, facing me directly. He has no paper of his own, is alone, and is sitting directly in my line of sight. FUCK OFF. Don't do that. Ever. Its freaking weird.
Now, this guy is 50-ish, dressed like a normal middle-class Canadian, is wearing a wedding band, talks without a lisp, basically seems like a normal dad who's out of town for whatever reason and has gone to the hotel bar for dinner. But, come on. He's just sitting there, staring into space, directly in my line of sight. Its like when you go into a booth at a restaurant, with your back to the wall, and someone else comes in alone and sits two booths down, facing you, instead of facing the same direction as you.
Anyhow, when you are out for a meal on your own, JUST DON'T DO THAT. EVER. Its freaking weird.
So I'm out of town on business right now. I head down to the restaurant in my hotel for dinner, and opt to eat on the pub side, instead of the restaurant side. I'm on my own. Since I do a fair bit of travelling and have to eat the occasional meal solo, I have a newspaper with me so I don't spend the meal staring into space (The Economist works well too).
Anyhow, the basement pub is empty, and I wander into a completely unoccupied ante-room, and so I sit down at a table in the middle of the room, facing a large screen TV which is playing MuchMoreMusic, with the volume off. I order a pint, open my paper, and lo and behold another guy walks in and sits two tables away from me, in a corner table, facing me directly. He has no paper of his own, is alone, and is sitting directly in my line of sight. FUCK OFF. Don't do that. Ever. Its freaking weird.
Now, this guy is 50-ish, dressed like a normal middle-class Canadian, is wearing a wedding band, talks without a lisp, basically seems like a normal dad who's out of town for whatever reason and has gone to the hotel bar for dinner. But, come on. He's just sitting there, staring into space, directly in my line of sight. Its like when you go into a booth at a restaurant, with your back to the wall, and someone else comes in alone and sits two booths down, facing you, instead of facing the same direction as you.
Anyhow, when you are out for a meal on your own, JUST DON'T DO THAT. EVER. Its freaking weird.
Did you ever know that your my heerrrroooooo
Back in high school in my senior year, this 5- 60 year old teacher in I forget, social studies ? well he came in the bathroom once to use the urinal -which most of us never used, we used the bathroom to comb our long hair and deal pot, lol Well he just pulled his dick out and made no effort all to hide it. The bathroom mirror gave a full view of his big dick. He was trying to pick us up and got away with it but then again we shouldn't had look in the mirror -correct ?This is the best way to look at it. Look right thorugh him like he isn't even there. Back to the subject of urinals, when a guy pulls up next to me I no longer let it bug me when he is looking down. I don't try to conceal anything as I used to or let it stop the "flow" of things. I tell myself the guy isn't looking, and if he is then he's playing for the other team and I feel pity for him.
This kind of reminds me of a funny story relating to social protocol I once had to endure.My roommate and i went to a matinee(early show..cause y'know being at a late one with a dude is gay.).anyway..i sit down next to him and he just looks at me incredilously and said "Dude would you sit this close to me if we were sitting on the couch at home?!?"...Lesson learned.Cheers