i can imagine the person complaining to the waiter
person: hey man, i don't know what that dude's problem is. he keeps staring at me for 5 straight minutes now.
waiter: you mean that poster?
>be at mall looking for new shirts and shorts
>stop at a small table with some polo shirts which i decide to look at
>see a girl mirin me from a little ways away
>start entering flex mode and start posing
>turn my head in passing glances to catch a better look at her
>she catches me mirin and we lock eyes for a split second
>i laugh a bit and look away
>start walking toward her and am looking around at stuff so i don't glare at her
>get close enough and i look up
>It is a justin bieber stand up
>feel utter shame at the fact i spent the last 2 minutes posing for a piece of cardboard
>also realize i am no a homosexual who prefers young men apparently