Don't be mean to Peter
My assitant at work is a very sweet, fresh-faced young man; 26 years old but could pass for 19. Gets called ma'am on the phone almost daily. He was in the Castro on Sunday walking by the Starbucks on 18th, and some charming bear growled at him to "just keep walking."
Ni-ice.
He took it in stride, but I told him that he should of said, "Who made you king of the sidewalk? You fat hairy fuck!"
Ni-ice.
He took it in stride, but I told him that he should of said, "Who made you king of the sidewalk? You fat hairy fuck!"