This happened to me a few months ago. I went to Macayo's mexican restaurant with my dad, his wife, my step-brother and step-sister, and some of my dad's old friends and their kids who were visiting from out of town. There were like, 10 of us all together, so we had to wait a very long time for a table. My dad, his friend Scott, Scott's son Mike, and my step-sister were waiting at the entrance of the restaurant, and the rest of us were waiting inside. A very scary looking man came into the restaurant. He had on dirty and torn clothes, greasy hair and a long beard, and he had a HUGE can of beer in his hands. He went up to the lady at the counter of the restaurant and just stared at her. She said, "Are you waiting for somebody?" He looked at her for a few seconds and said, "No!" then kept on looking at her. Then he started to walk towards ME, and the lady was like, "Uh, sir..." The man came over to me and sort of leaned in my face and said, "Hi sugar! Got a cigarette?" Scott's wife and my dad's wife were trying to get him to leave, and I didn't take my eyes off of him. I just kept staring at him trying to get him to give up and go away. My step-brother was right next to me, asleep. LOL. Then my dad and the others came into the restaurant and the drunk man put his arm around my dad and asked him if he had any cigarettes. My dad acted like he knew the guy, and for a second I thought he did. The drunk man tried to kiss my dad, and my dad was like, "Ok... you can get off me now." Then the drunk man went over to Scott's other son, Jordan, and was like, "Hey buddy!" He shook his hand, and it looked like Jordan and the drunk man were squeezing each other's hands. The drunk man said, "Whoa! You got a little fire cracker there!" To my dad and Scott. Finally the drunk man left, and my dad said that before the drunk guy came into the restaurant, he was talking to them. Here's what happened before he came into where we were. My step-sister was trying to take Mike's cell phone away, and the drunk man came in and stared at her for a second, then threw his head back and laughed. Then he asked my dad if he smoked. My dad said he didn't. Then the drunk guy asked Scott, and my dad said, "He doesn't smoke either." And the drunk guy said, "Well, how do you know?" And that's when he went into the restaurant to pester US. It was.... not fun! LOL, very scary! "Hi sugar!" EEK! *shudders* How it changed my life:It didn't. LOL, it was just freaky!
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