I don't go through embarassing situations like that. The closest I've come was one time when going to NY. I was taking the train and it was a lazy summer day. So, since there wasn't alot of people around, I smoked right there in the train platform (which is next to Asbury Park Police Station). So everything is cool and I decide I'm hungry.

So I walk across the street to a West Indian restuarant. My friends sister was working there and as soon as I walked in, she comes from behind the counter and pushes me in the kitchen. I'm like, "Sylvia, I thought there was chemistry between us but damn.". At which point she promptly scolds me for walking into the shop and smelling like herb...which I didn't realize or I would have 'freshened' up first.

She got me my food and sent me on my way. As I'm walking out, the heffer throws a bottle of visene at me. She was always like the older sister I wanted to drown in the swimming pool.