I Was Going To Ignore You.
John leans across the bar to say, “what do you call and bouncer at a gay bar?” “A flame thrower, get it?” I was more than a little surprised he had just told me that, but I was more busy trying to wrangle the angry under age girl out of the door.
It is easy to ignore where I work most of the time, but I do get savagely reminded every now and now then. I was stressed out, in a bad mood, and really busy. When I see a guy cleaning off his shoes. He told me that someone has pissed on him and gave me a description. I had a lot on my plate already and really didn’t want to handle that so I figured I would just tell John for telling me that stupid joke earlier.
Unfortunately when I got I to my destination I found my culprit still at his antics. I was going to ignore him because I still had several things to do, but as I was unlocking a door. He leans into me and said, “Sex me up!” He got way into my personal space, I also notice at this point his paints are around his knees. Suddenly I am not too busy to ignore that. I have to throw him out. I throw him to the cop that works with me and he gets a public indecency and a public intoxication.
