Booze: Are you leaving?
I encountered rudeness on Friday and being the pleasant person that I am, I don't like it.
I was in a pub having a quiet pre-train pint with my good friend Matt, just sitting there chatting about general things. We had almost finished our pints and had rolled a cigarette for the walk to the train station when this happened.
A lady walked up to me and said "I noticed that you're rolling a cigarette. Are you going out then coming back in or are you leaving?" I was shocked that someone would do that. I wouldn't dream of it. We were planning on swiftly finishing our pints (about a quarter left) but I thought 'You know what? I think I want to stay for a bit longer now' so I replied with "Nope. Not right now” even though we were planning on leaving soon.
I barely had time to take a sip of my wonderful Acorn Global IPA with its sweet, caramel maltiness and a long hop-bitter finish when another lady who appeared to be with the first lady came up to me and asked if I'm leaving. Really? Even if she wasn't with the original lady she had been staring at me long enough for it to click that we weren't intending on leaving right then as we would've done when the first lady asked.
Fair enough, we were sitting at a four-seater table when there were only two of us but it was literally the only empty table in the entire pub and like fuck were we going to sit outside in the rain. Had they asked to use the two remaining seats, I would've obliged. I always do. I mean, that happens all of the time - just Matt and I sitting alone at a table with more seats than we require and someone enquires about the remaining seats/can they join us. Sure. No problem. Sometimes we even manage to start conversations with them. It's fine.
After these two incidents I could see these people and more just staring at us, trying to make us feel uncomfortable so I thought 'Fuck it' and made sure that my delicious pint lasted an extra quarter of an hour. A bit twattish? Probably but I was in the pub on my day off having a pint with my mate before I went out of town for the night and I didn’t want to be disturbed.
Then, when we did eventually get up and go, an elderly couple who had sat at a table next to us that was full of used plates and pint glasses literally ran to take our recently vacant seats. We were barely stood up and they were already there. I mean, these were elderly. Basically, if they were wandering down a busy supermarket aisle, they'd be slower than a snail on heroin but in this case they could give Usain Bolt a run for his money.
I actually felt insulted at the audacity of pretty much asking me to leave so they could have my seat.
It's absolutely fucking absurd.
I had never encountered this before and was wondering; has this ever happened to you? How would you feel? How would you react?