Last night I went to a bar and some guys there decided to start playing grabass. As in reaching over, grabbing my ass, and then whistling dixie like they have nooooo idea who did it. This happened about a half dozen times with varying levels of my disappointment relayed to them
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I swear, by the time it is my turn to step into a lady's personal space, the lady in question has had enough and has decided to take out all her frustrations on me. Except I have never ever done anything! The most offending thing I have done to a lady in a bar was ask "Excuse me miss, is this seat taken?"
Her: "That's it! I've had it!" *Drink in the face*
I've been slapped, shoved, scratched, burned with a cigarette, for every perceived minor social faux-pas. Once I asked a lady if she could please step aside because she was standing in a high traffic area and happened to be blocking my way. Guess what Momma, all those times you grilled me to say 'please' and be polite and kind, especially with the ladies was for naught, 'cuz they still tell me to "fuck off". If there is a lineup and I have to wait in line behind a lady for something...I can start counting down from 10 and before I hit 5, the lady is going to get hostile. It's gotten to the point that if a woman makes eye-contact with me, I throw my hands up in the air and beg "Don't hurt me! I'm innocent!"
This is just one of the many reasons why I am building a bar in my basement.
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To be fair to you, I have noticed there are a lot of nasty bitchy women in this town. If it helps, they probably would have told me to fuck off for asking them to move too.
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