wow...it's been a while! (and Oscar the Grabber)

Just when I think I'm "in the swing" of posting every day, I go and take a week off. So many irritating (and probably some funny) stories have happened in the past week.

The annoyance that stands out the most as I look back over the week involves Oscar the Grabber.

I was at the cash register again when he came in. I've seen him before, even made him his coffee. But this time was different. I had to interact with him across from a narrow 2' counter.

"Can I have a late and a keees?" He said as he leaned in and grabbed my hand.

"What?" I asked as I literally didn't understand what he said and simultaneously pulled my hand out of his.

"Can I have a late and a keeeees?"

"A Kiss?"

He nodded and smiled, leaning in.

"No. That'll be $4.05 and your late will be down there." Pointing to the barista and standing with my arms crossed.

"Not even one little keeees?" He said with his attempt at puppy dog eyes and batting of eyelashes once again.

"No" with my stone cold stare. And as he reached for my hand across the counter, I said, "Sir, do not touch me again."

"Oh, come on, I was just being friendly I come in here every day just to see you."

"That will be $4.05. And, if you want to keep coming in here, do not touch me, or anyone for that matter, again."

I coldly stared.

He stared back.

I stared some more.

Likely only a few seconds passed, he said "Sorry" and put his $5 on the counter.

I took the cash, and put the change on the counter.

He said, "That's for you" with his dopey smile.

"No thanks." I then turned and walked into the back office, told my boss that I realize he likes Oscar the Grabber, but that if he touches me again I will ask for him to be barred from the coffee shop (that's a big deal in our coffee shop, and something that is actually stuck to!).

Some may say that was an over-reaction. Some may say it was perfect reaction. I say, it was my reaction. Not sure it would have been the same on any other day, but, there it is. In fact, years ago I was a waitress in a diner off the highway. A patron patted my butt as I walked past him. That guy got coffee poured on him with a little, "oops" to accompany my cold stare.

And, there are likely days that something similar happens and I barely notice it. I can't help but wonder though, what makes people act like such pricks? Does it actually *work* on any girl out there?!! If so, I hope I never meet her!