Had dinner with Mr. Movie Star tonight at this place – there’s no name anywhere (not on the door, not on the menu, not on the matchbooks) so I have no idea what it’s called.
We were in a corner, having what HAD to look like a very intimate conversation (sitting really close, hands clasped, etc.. ), when this ‘woman’ (quotes intentional) just sat down at our table and started trying to chat up Mr. Movie Star. I could not believe it – short of standing up and screaming “Hello, I’m the date here – do you mind?” I had nothing. I couldn’t even do that, I was so stunned. I just kind of sat there with my mouth hanging open.
Mr. Movie Star made a valiant effort to get rid of her politely, but she was having none of it. So she sat there, flirting like crazy with a guy who had his arm around another woman.
We ended up running out the back door when she got up to go to the bathroom.
I’m still stunned. I have to confess – she was annoying as hell, but I wish I had that kind of guts.
Mr. Movie Star says that this type of thing has happened to him before.
Unbelievable.
I had to end the evening early as I have a 5:30 am call tomorrow at Sony.
Sony’s a half hour drive for me – even in no traffic, so a 5:30 means that I have to be up at 4 am.
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