Ca 2006. I’d traveled from Sweden to New York on a vacation with my then gf. She wanted to go clubbing and since she was a classic BPD jealous type when she went to the bathroom I sat down at a table and stared down into my beer/some shitty Nokia mobile phone game to avoid drama. All of a sudden I hear a sultry voice beside me “Hey you! you look interesting!” And I instantly went “Fuck off!”. My gf joins me and asks me to buy her a drink so I go to the bar.
There I see Scarlett Johansson standing there with her gang and the way the women looked at me (and her not looking at me), I realised it was her I just had told to fuck off. I wanted to sink through the fucking floor and went back to my gf and said I wanted to leave immediately, something about “bad karma” and for once she agreed.