DJ payback
georgmicrodong
Just a fat, creepy old pervert.
Saturday, November 13, 2010 1:45 PM
Last evening, I'm at a club that I usually only go to in the afternoons, talking to the bartender and one of the dancers. It's about 8 or 8:30, and the DJ literally *swaggers* in the door and sits down near me at the bar. Unfortunately, he's not the kind of DJ that makes a club nice to go to; he's the reason I go to this one in the afternoons, rather than at night.
So I decide to be a dick.
Me: Well, DJ's here, time to leave.
(bartender turns away, dancer goes to "freshen up")
DJ: What? What the fuck kinda comment is that?
Me: Just what I said. You're annoying ass is here now, so it'll shortly be too loud and stupid in here to have any fun. I come here to see girls get naked, and maybe get a couple of them in my lap, not listen to some self-important jackass play with himself.
DJ: (starting to fume) Why the fuck come in here then, if it's so stupid?
Me: Because you're not *here* when I come in. It doesn't *get* stupid until you start working. Like right now.
At that point, I drain my glass of coke, get up and leave.
That felt *good*, but I suppose I'll have to text one of the girls there and see if I'm allowed back. :)
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