So, at the peacock lounge last night Nicole, her mom and I were enjoying dinner and wine when one of my customers who i find sweet and humorous and who I know has a crush on ex-employee Kate, came stumbling over after about 4 too many vodka red bulls. We started to catch up and I bought him coffee...Nicole and Paxie found him sweet and funny too so it was fine.
After a few minutes this friend of his, Mike, comes over and sits down next to Tony and I and starts to talk about his ass... I figure he's drunk, and laugh and say i've seen many better. "whose is better, Tony's or Mine?"...I say you don't compare apples to oranges and the next thing I know he has my hand on his ass and laughs when i yank it away. I tell him to grow up, sober up or go home, and he stops, apologizes and buys us a round. He proceeds to sit down and talk sanely for the next few minutes about his divorce, about moving back to minnesota, about trying to find friends and a relationship. So, I think, maybe he's just had a few too many and is ok. Then, he asks if I'd sleep with him. He asks if my daughter would sleep with him... I start to stand up and he grabs my arm , leans in to my ear and asks if I have ever cut someone or myself during sex and drank their blood. (!!!!!!) I told him he really needed help figuring out how to charm the ladies. Told him to read Betty Friedan, that thats the closest he'd come to thatinn normal literature... He didn't know who she was...Surprise! In this era of HIV and AIDS , amazing and scarey...Told the ladies we needed to leave, dragged my ass out of the chair, paid the bill and we went to Lil' grumps where Nick was his usual crazy self, bagpipers were playing, the roller girls were flirting, and told the ladies why we needed to leave so suddenly...Paxie looked shocked, belted down a beer and said "they don't ask questions like that in Brainerd"... and we laughed at just how fuckin wierd the world can be...
Here's MY big question...Why on fuckin god's earth would anyone ask that of someone you don't know? Shock value? Sure...
Depravity? Sure. I gotta wonder tho, what the hell do I bring out in people . Yikes and double yikes
Where are the normal wicked guys? I'm not interested in saints, just sane and slightly naughty...
Saturday, February 23, 2008
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