I would have thought that would be more down to you being an arse-achingly dull, attention-seeking little cock.
Like that person who annoys the fuck out of everyone at a party, but whom no-one can remember inviting and who, inevitably, you find face down in a puddle of vomit on your sofa the next morning, and after about 6 hours of polite hints, finally fucking get rid of at about 3 o' clock in the afternoon.
No offence.
I'm sorry I stopped reading at the word "Guest".
Rest of the words too long?