PMS?
while waiting for my ride to pick me up at the corner of Haight and Ashbury, i ducked into this dive bar to use the restroom. there was a long line, and i took a long time. i took so long that the guy behind me started rattling the door handle, so i think it's safe to assume he was pissed and i admit -- reasonably so.
as i was leaving, a guy who had been watching from the bar stopped me and said, "you took a really long time."
"i know," i replied, "i'm really sorry."
he pointed his index finger at my shoulder,"don't be a whore. " he repeated, "you shouldn't be such a whore."
i walked out without answering. but i was incredibly upset, more than i should have been considering that the comment was from a stringy-haired, bug-eyed, most likely drunk man in a nearly abandoned bar. maybe it was PMS, or maybe i just don't like being called a whore.
as i was leaving, a guy who had been watching from the bar stopped me and said, "you took a really long time."
"i know," i replied, "i'm really sorry."
he pointed his index finger at my shoulder,"don't be a whore. " he repeated, "you shouldn't be such a whore."
i walked out without answering. but i was incredibly upset, more than i should have been considering that the comment was from a stringy-haired, bug-eyed, most likely drunk man in a nearly abandoned bar. maybe it was PMS, or maybe i just don't like being called a whore.
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maybe you just don't like being constipated.
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thanks for the love.
haha, i didn't know you can be called a whore for being constipated- you didn't tell me this story while you were there. oh wait, i think i'm supposed to tell you that i'll hurt him for you... but some driver flicked me off in san mateo...so i just returned the favor and moved on...so next time just say ,"uh, YOU'RE the whore!"...that should do it.
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