so i'm sitting in my (public) office minding my own business.
reading a blog. noooo. seriously. it's what i do in my down time. shame.
in walks a man. ( that smells like alcohol, not the rubbing kind, either. )
he gets right to the point. "i have to pee really bad. can i use your bathroom?"
i reply "i'm sorry, but we do not have a public restroom."
him "but i have to pee really bad."
me "i'm sorry, but our restroom is not for the public."
him "i'm gonna go pee behind the building" with a look of defiance.
me "that's fine. the owner of this building lives upstairs & if he sees you he is not going to be happy" with fire in my eyes.
seriously? where did you come from? & why in the hell would you think not only think it's acceptable to pee behind this building....you also think it's acceptable to forewarn me?
and why can't i think of witty responses in good time? he took me aback, for sure. but, damn. i could've come up with something, right?!
i am not kidding you. there is a freak magnet somewhere in my body. or maybe it's the brainwaves i send out.
my life is funny.