I was in a meeting the other day for an interminable about of time. But that's not the worst part. No, the worst part was the guy across the table who would not stop creepily staring at me, and therefore I was FORCED to watch the people talking the whole time, lest I make eye contact with this guy and receive uber weirdo smile, like, does my job title turn you on? A little? Ugh. Gross. At first I thought I was paranoid until the next day when my boss was like, "Why was dude staring at you the whole time? I was gonna move you across the table!" which I appreciate her protectiveness but it did have a slight feel of when you get your seat moved in bio class.