Is there anything more depressing then being alone in a bar ?

YES. Sitting at the end of the bar so that the creeps will leave you alone, eating your hamburger and trying to mind your own business, and then a bar load of creeps comes in, and the main creep sits right next to you and pointedly asked if you "LIKE THE PICKLE". Big smirk on face.

Thankfully the bartender was also a woman, and she came over and asked me if I wanted my check and gave me an out.