This has to be an all-time record for me. Three times to Zouk/Velvet in three weeks. Suddenly, the party animal in me has emerged. Well, not quite…I’m so sleepy now!
My girlfriends and I have discovered that the best line to use when an undesirable guy hits on you or is just being pure irritating is, “I’m married.”
Oh, the look on that guy’s face when my friend uttered the line was a classic!
Either that, or just pretend to be so drunk such that you’ve no idea what he’s talking about.
Anyway, that same guy then went on to ask another friend in my group (who wasn’t in the know of the earlier rebuff) if she was married. She thought he was mad when he asked that question and was miffed. Not that she was interested in him (he was SO desperate…pathetic) or anything, but it’s just that it’s not really a question one would ask!
My “married” friend intends to try this in future–when an irritating guy asks what she does, she’ll answer “I’m a housewife.” Man, is that the coup de grace or what???