Eavesdropping
A note to readers--when you are talking smack about someone in a bar, make sure they aren't sitting 2 feet from you.

So, last night, the gals got together to go out and watch the NCAA women's basketball finals. We were all sitting at this sort of communal table and about 3 stools away from us, there was a group of guys. Nothing out of the ordinary so far, right? So, eventually I overhear them discussing the merits of women's basketball and how it doesn't really have any because it isn't as good as the men's game. Then one gentleman also stated that he thought men made better businessmen because women got too emotional about things. Now, while this is kind of a despicable attitude, not that out of the ordinary.

Later on, towards the end of the game, I distinctly hear them talking about myself and my friends and which ones of us they thought were attractive. It was at this point the jagoff mentioned above made the comment that he would need another six-pack before getting with any of us. These comments, I did decide to pass along to my friends. So, one of the guys comes over and tries to speak with us for a while. We introduce ourselves and are fairly polite. Then he goes back to his friends and mentions that two of the girls with us are sisters and proceeds to add to his friends that they are also very horny. Um...excuse me? At this I happened to turn around and give him a death stare. One of my other friends didn't take this so well. She immediately launched into a diatribe that would make women everywhere proud. And good for her, too.

I know boys will be boys, but if you are going to do that, could you at least make sure the object(s) of your ridicule are not within earshot. Seriously people...