You Don't Have to Talk to Me

I'm big on supporting small local businesses. I almost always buy birthday presents at the toy store in town. I frequent the farmer's market as much as I can in the summer. But my favorite place is the local wine store with the farm to table restaurant in the back. The food is yummy, the selection is fantastic, and the owner's kids play baseball with mine. It's the perfect small town store. I ran in there today to fill up a growler with the best cider I've ever had (for real, if you've never had Blue Bee cider you are missing out. I'm actually just waiting til it's a decent hour to pour myself a glass), and grab some of my favorite wine that is also sold there. I decided to go ahead and get 6 bottles because a) there is a discount and b) my husband also loves it which is why I had to buy more in the 1st place. The place smelled amazing when I walked in so I decided to sit down and have a little lunch. I'm minding my own business, with my growler and wine on the table. This guy walks in, and from the second he gets through the door I can tell that he is looking at me through his sunglasses. I'm certain I don't know him, so I go back to eating my food. He says to me "wow, you're gonna drink all that by yourself?" I look at the growler and with my 'what the fuck" face on respond with "not right now?" He says "no the wine, that's an awful lot of wine". Me again, this time with an even more pronounced 'what the fuck' face "what? I'm bringing that home..." and then he stood there and stared at me and I went back to eating my lunch and playing on my phone. That was not the response he was looking for I guess so he said "well you don't have to be rude". Ha! Oh but I do! So, without even looking up at him I said "you also don't have to talk to me". And then I enjoyed the rest of my lunch as he stammered off. When he passed back by me a few minutes later he had purchased AN ENTIRE CASE OF WINE. Probably to drink all by himself in one sitting. Dick.