These Are The People In Your Neighborhood

Or in your local, as the case may be. Using my favorite rule of three I present to you:

The Good
The attractive older Irish woman, with the razor sharp wit and killer instinct. Who graced me with a couple of hours of delightful conversation, including many laughs at the expense of the guy hitting on her in an extraordinary fashion. (I was serious about the killer instinct; she ripped this guy to shreds and he kept coming back for more. Hilarious.) Who then told me I have 'absolutely beautiful eyes.' She rocks.

The Bad
The dart hooligans. Who made the front of the local almost untenable with their continued shrieking and gibbering.

The Ugly
The really smelly and drunk guy. Who was so drunk he couldn't operate the jukebox, and therefore asked for assistance. Who after assistance was rendered, insisted on not only shaking my hand, but taking my hand and pressing it against his cheek.

That was just weird.