Can Be Pretty Ugly

(I’m miles from home in a little pub after a day’s training session. Tired, I go down to the busy pub for some dinner.)

Me: “Excuse me, is anyone sitting there?”

Pretty Woman: “Oh, sorry, but I’m not interested.”

Me: “I really only wanted the seat.”

Pretty Woman: “Yeah, right.”

(I sit down anyway and quickly my colleagues arrive.)

Me: “Hey, guys, plenty of room over here.”

Me: *to the woman* “Is it okay if they sit here? I can assure you that none of them are interested in you either.”

Pretty Woman: “Ugh!” *storms off*