chica and I are out last night for one final night of some chitty chitt bang bang before she heads off to Malaysia.

We're at Jack Astor's near Square One.
Well at least I am... she's doing her usual "being late" thing. Patiently I sit for 20 or so minutes while being bothered by the waitress for drinks and anything to get her a sale. Bloody annoying.

Finally she shows up. Of course there was some touching and feeling.... even some from behind, or 'backwards' as chica called it.

Anywayz..... the main issue....

We're enjoying our meals and in scanning the room I see a group of kids (17 or 18 years old) sitting at a table. One of them is standing up and looking straight down at the table. I'm like, 'wtf is he doing?'.

Then I realize, he's got a FUCKING DIGICAM and he's taking a picture of the FUCKING DESSERT he's going to eat.

I say "pardon?"

I snapped... BAM, right in the kisser... tell him, "how's that for digicam pics of your fucking dessert that you'll upload and waste someone's HD space with?"

Ever since I've been the champ.