Ok, this is to all the ladies out there... I was meeting my date for a drink and unfortunately arrived 10 mins early. I now know what it feels like to be a goldfish in a clear bowl. Hunted by loud drunken men probably twice my age, I tried to find myself a quiet corner to wait and have a drink bought by no one by ME. But alas, I was tracked down by the group of balding desperados that refused to leave me alone even after it was clear that I was meeting a date. Oh well, they turned out be kinda nice, and I did get a free glass of pinot grigio . Im not to sure how happy my date was though.