So this past weekend, I was trying to go out and meet up with somebody, and I ended up at the wrong bar. Now, I was really annoyed because I was all dressed up and ready to go. So when I walked into this bar, the bartender was like, oh, sit down, I'll buy you a drink. And at this point, I'm like, well, I put in all this effort. I'll take it for a drink. Sure. Why not? And I sat down, started drinking my drink. All of a sudden, the bartender goes around the bar, sits down next to me. Oh, God. Turns his chair around. So, like, I'm facing towards the bar. He's facing away from the bar, but we're sitting directly next to each other. So he's looking me, like, right in the face. And then he keeps, like, touching my arm, asking me where I lived. trying to follow me on social media, asked me out on a date, and I had said no over and over and over again to the point where I left the bar before I even finished the drink. I just went, thanks, and I stood up, and I walked out the door. He was so uncomfortable, it wasn't funny.