Did he just lick my straw and put it back into my drink?
While about one-third of you were sipping non-alcoholic Piña coladas in Punta Cana, I was meeting “Twitterlebrities” in Austin, Texas, for South by Southwest. But, at some point, I had to log out of Twitter.
My friend Andrea and I were having a few non-alcoholic drinks at a hotel bar when a man, whom we’ll call Mr. Straw, ambles over and introduces himself. Two minutes of small talk later, he puts his arm around my friend. She and I casually glance at each other. Yep, he’s a creeper.
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