I'm not alone hahahahaQuote:
This one is bad. But very similar to the o.p.'s story.
I was at a reptile show (2008 or 2009 Orlando FIRE I think) and I was walking with my boyfriend. We were both kinda side walking while looking at a couple of tables of frogs and other interesting stuff. I was focusing on the table but I got the feeling that he has stopped walking and I was leaving him behind (one of his major pet peeves). So I side step back a couple steps never taking my eyes off the table and I see him right next to me out of the corner of my eye. So I reach over rub my hand across his shoulders down his back and stop on his rear. I gave it the normal little pat and realize that it feels really different. I turn in mid sentence-hand still on his tush,( I can't remember what I was saying to him) and realize that I am feeling up a complete stranger!!! And the poor guy was staring at me with his mouth wide open and both hands up like I was sticking him up! I kinda freaked at that point and started stuttering really loud "I'm so so so so so sorry! I thought you where someone else!" Turn and literally run away. OMG it was bad. So I finally calm down enough to find Art. He was 2 isles away talking to Michael Cole. When I told them both what happened I thought they were going to wet them selves. Mike still teases me about standing next to me at a reptile show.:rolleyes:






