Not Trying To Dance Around The Issue

(I’m at the bar with one of my girl friends. We are sitting at a booth, waiting for the rest of our group to arrive. There has been a guy a few tables down eyeing us up and after a while he approaches.)

Man: *sitting next to me in my booth and trying to put his arm around me* “Hey, wanna dance?”

Me: “No, thank you. We’re just waiting for some friends to arrive right now. And I’m not much of a dancer.”

Man: *suddenly angry* “All you f****** women are like this! All I want is a dance with you and you just shoot me down! I’m a nice guy! I deserve a chance!”

Me: *taken aback* “Uh, well sorry. Like I said, I’m waiting for some more friends to arrive and I don’t dance. It really wasn’t anything to do with you.”

Man: “If you’re going to f****** lie and make up f****** excuses you could at least make them believable!”

(As if on cue, at this point the rest of the group shows up. As he’s taking up a couple seats in the booth, a couple of my friends are waiting for him to leave before they can sit down.)

Me: “Look, my friends are here. Can you please leave me alone now and get out of our booth so they can sit down?”

Man: “Oh… Well, I guess you weren’t being a lying b****. Can I buy you a drink?”

Friends: “Get lost, buddy!”