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		<title>By: Criss</title>
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		<dc:creator>Criss</dc:creator>
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		<description>I was having one such conversation at a Chili&#039;s bar once. The guy was easily 20-30 years older than I, so I figured it was just friendly chatter. Until he started talking about his wife, who was in Florida with the kids (for Spring Break), and if I wanted to get together with him sometime this week. I politely declined.

The kicker was a few weeks later, when I saw the guy again, at the same place... WITH his wife and kids. And he waved at me -- not when the wife was directly looking (and I was behind her, anyway), but HE WAVED AT ME.

Class... where art thou?</description>
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<p>The kicker was a few weeks later, when I saw the guy again, at the same place&#8230; WITH his wife and kids. And he waved at me &#8212; not when the wife was directly looking (and I was behind her, anyway), but HE WAVED AT ME.</p>
<p>Class&#8230; where art thou?</p>
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