Dear Drinky the Drunk Guy
Having the first thing you say to me be a slurred, "Heeeey, pretty lady. You're one of them librarians ain'tcha?" Is not going to convince me you're not drunk.
Also, I do believe it was the grace of God that put me in the right place at the right time. As Drinky was on his way out he passed a rather large man who was just coming in. He pointed at the man and said, "Do some sit-ups, man!!!" And continued on. Naturally, the other guy stopped, looked offended, and may have gone after him if I wasn't right there to say. "Sorry about that. But he's had a...bit of something. Just let him go."
The bigger guy took a deep breath and said. "He's lucky it's a Sunday and I just got back from church."
The power of Christ compelled him. To calm his tits.
Also, I do believe it was the grace of God that put me in the right place at the right time. As Drinky was on his way out he passed a rather large man who was just coming in. He pointed at the man and said, "Do some sit-ups, man!!!" And continued on. Naturally, the other guy stopped, looked offended, and may have gone after him if I wasn't right there to say. "Sorry about that. But he's had a...bit of something. Just let him go."
The bigger guy took a deep breath and said. "He's lucky it's a Sunday and I just got back from church."
The power of Christ compelled him. To calm his tits.