The Lurker

Back when FW&BF and I used to go out (when we lived in the same town, that is,) we used to see the same person every time. We referred to him as "The Lurker." Now he wasn't the exact same person every time, but there was always a lurker there. Lurkers appear to be interested in you, but they never actually manage to say anything to you. They just keep popping up wherever you are in the bar. We were constantly afraid that The Lurker would get up the courage to say something to us, as generally we were not interested in The Lurker. So it created an interesting sort of shuffle around the bar, a constant game of positioning yourself away from The Lurker, and then finding the The Lurker next to you once again, and re-positioning yourself. I miss those days.