Listen, I get it—you were on a "fancy" date (maybe a first date) and you felt the need to impress your lady. But the bar area was crowded, so when my friend and I were leaving and other patrons stopped us to say hello (he's a well known dude, visiting from out of town), my purse *touched* your date. You puffing up your chest, making a small scene and saying something referencing the small space and me standing behind you two as "not gonna work", just made us eye-roll and finish our conversation. Being that you were barely taller then me while sitting atop your stool, makes me think you were trying to prove your manliness. But it just came off as you being a whiney little bitch.
Get a Life, Napoleon
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