.. I mean they, well I....." she stammered and started, stopped and began again. "I don't know, they just don't!" She dropped her head and put her chi... on her chest. She was frustrated and I wasn't letting her off the hook."You are pretty, you are in good shape, and you are very sweet. You need to give me some sort of evidence that you have been trying to get someone's attention and they have been ignoring you." I waited."OK," she finally spoke. "There's this one person who I have really had a. I was explaining her issues with missing fun from Bangalore. I was observing the charm from her face was missing I thought maybe because of jetlag. I had picked nice wines and beer in my cart already as part of my weekly shopping. She enquired if I am planning to party. I said no for my own consumption obviously can’t talk freely to bosses. Surprisingly she said how about we party today as she is stressed a lot and want to drink and could use my company. She insisted we head to a nice. I was 18 and workin my rubbish stock room job, id not been there long, and was starting to make friends. an older lady, angela, had sort of taken me under her wing and had been lookin after me alot. one day before we started work she asked if i fancied a coffee and a chat. she wanted to chat because her husband had left her and shed been feeling down, but didnt want everyone fussing, she thought i wouldnt be the type to fuss, maybe i wouldnt even be bothered.now angela is in her early forties,. " Judy said laughingly.However, I didn't see much humor in my situation as I shiftednervously in the seat, tugging to pull my dress down ever further. Iknew enough about men to know I was in a fairly precarious positionin more ways than one. Judy knew it too but she seemed to relish inmy discomfort.The remainder of the drive to the restaurant was uneventful althoughI was extremely nervous trying to carry on a conversation mainly withMike since Judy and Tom were talking about their high school.