On Saturday night Shaun, Darcy, Viv, and I went to Karaoke. One particularly obnoxious dude kept approaching the singers with somewhat untraditional dance moves showing complete disregard to their personal space – “getting all up in their grill” as Shaun put it. The uncomfortable man approached our table. We’ll call him Chad.
Chad: Hey guys. you singing tonight? what are your names?
Shaun: I’m Shaun.
Mike D: Mike D.
Chad: Sweet sweet. Darcy Vivienne, come on up and dance!
Darcy (shaking her head no): It’s not you, it’s me.
Wow. Responding to a weak pick up line with a break-up line.