At least I was tactful...I think
georgmicrodong
Just a fat, creepy old pervert.
Monday, March 7, 2011 5:12 PM
Sitting at the bar last night waiting for my current fave, the resident fugly, R, sits down, and attempts to chat me up, knowing who I'm waiting for. The bartender, also knowing that I'm waiting for F, doesn't even bother to ask, but R eventually asks if I want to buy a drink. When I decline, she complains that nobody will buy her a drink but as soon as F walks out, they'll be falling all over themselves without her even asking (true, I've seen it). "You spend tons of money on her, but you won't even buy me one drink."
Rather than voicing my real opinion, "why would I, or anyone in their right mind, want to spend time with a whiny fat cow with cum breath when hotties like F are around?", I instead took the high road:
"If you have any self-esteem issues, I suggest you refrain from reflecting too closely on the potential reasons for that state of affairs."
OK, maybe "high road" isn't the right term, but it felt good. The bartender was miffed at me. Not because I was wrong, but because "now I'll have to listen to her bitch about it all night."
That's why they pay you the big bucks, babe.
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