That Guy

I'm sitting at Luigi Ortega in Pasadena waiting for the Dodger game to start. Hot wings are on the way along with a couple friends. The one thing that is annoying me...is that guy. I think we all know what guy I'm talking about. He's the one guy who probably comes here all the time by himself to take advantage of the half off Firestone beers on Thursdays. He's the guy who talks too loud to himself and asks stupid drunk questions to nobody in particular. I have a feeling he'll be here all night watching the game. He already gave me a few unsolicited suggestions as to what I should be eating...I really hope this doesn't continue throughout the evening.