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Wednesday, November 26, 2003
"Can I pour you a drink?" asked Antonio.
A few minutes later: "Can I pour you a drink?"
"No. I am not finished this drink."
A third time, "Can I pour you a drink?"
Antonio from Argentina explained that he just wanted to be friendly.
Go be friendly somewhere else! I thought. Since Antonio didn't seem ready to leave, I decided I would have to be the one to leave. Just then Brian appeared and said I was going to the smoking room to be with our friends.
"Was that creepy guy bothering you?" Brian asked.
"You saved me just in time." I said.
Everyone, except non-smoking me, was in the smoking room.
"Was he a good-looking creepy?" asked the girls.
Brian and I looked at each other. "No, he was just creepy."
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