Not Interested

So I decided to take myself to brunch one Sunday at one of my favorite restaurants to get some work done. You know…kill two birds with one stone. Anyway as I was working on my laptop, I noticed this scruffy looking guy walking in my direction. I assumed he was going to a nearby table, but to my chagrin, he pulled up a chair RIGHT next to me. [F**K!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There are sooooo many open seats in this place. Why are you encroaching on my space?] I was not in the mood to entertain any form of conversation and continued to work on my laptop as if he wasn’t there, but this fella was completely oblivious to all of my non-verbal cues.…