Ham hits on my fiancee Right in front of me! Checking into a hotel, she is the former human behind the desk. He is pretty oblivious to women flirting, and usually my showing up is enough to put a stop to it when other women hit on him. Like, I'm not upset if they didn't realize, and back off when they get it. I get it, He's pretty. I take it as a compliment. But, ya know... MINE! I only catch the end, but she just kept right up, barely glances at me, and told him, "Well, if you ever want to upgrade tee hee..." Like, actually word for word, as he's putting his arm around me. He said later he didn't know what that meant (not the best Englisher, him) but he looked at me and got it. So he takes my hand, holds up my engagement ring, points at it, and says, "Take my point?" He has NO filter when he gets mad. She tries backpedaling, all huffing and puffing like HE's so full of himself thinking she'd hit on him. So he says, "You can apology, or get your boss. Pick." She hufflepuffs more, just SO pleased with that smug, fat self satisfied smirk to tell us she is the manager on duty. Like, we can't complain to your corporate office? He's trying to call them today, and he already emailed last night. Will update if it goes anywhere. I just hope she gets fired, but he says he's rooting for inoperable brain cancer. Lady, I weigh 101 pounds and I could get two of me in your one pants leg. Seriously? Like, I'm not Taylor Swift gorgeous or anything, but just, really? You're three of me at minimum! Ugh!