So I'm at a nice restaurant enjoying a quiet dinner after a hard day's work, and I'm just minding my business checking my mail on my phone. All of a sudden, out of nowhere, some nutcase storms up to my table and starts in on me. He was rambling on about something with where I was pointing my phone, hell, I dunno, sounded like he was drunk of something. I just nodded absently and shrugged it off and returned to typing away on my phone. Well, wouldn't ya know it, this psycho doesn't know when to go away. He starts screaming at me calling me all kinds of names and told me to drop my phone and pay attention to him. Now, I'm not sure if this guys off his meds or what, but I don't want to deal with him while I'm digesting my meal and absolutely don't want to make a scene. I calmly suggest he goes about his business and thats when he starts calling me a freak and a pedophile. I'm absolutely stunned - one second I'm sitting there eating dinner and the next this lunatic is in my face. At this point I'm about to stomp a mudhole in his *** (he wasn't much to look at and I'm a pretty heavyset middle-aged dude, I can hold my own), but his wife runs up to him and grabs him before I can even respond. She tells him to shut up and get out to the car; she's obviously pissed, I can only imagine he causes scenes like this frequently. As he storms off she profusely apologizes to me before taking the rest of the family off to the car with him. Me and the waitresses had a good laugh about that nutcase after he left, but boy oh boy was it another reminder that there are a lot of crazy people out there and another lesson why we need to be aware of our surroundings.