it sucks getting old.
In other news, I take it you're hosting another hip-hop show, eh?
I kind of wish we had bathroom attendants.......
mental image--> Me: excuse me sir, would you care for some lotion? No! I actually mean lotion. From this bottle here...GOD! I hate my job.
Hopefully he's adept at keeping the taggers at bay.
1. The words are "you're fired."
2. Maybe he just teases him a lot 'cause he's got him on the spot.
(it's in my head now, thx)
This may be shocking to you all, but I do attend shows at venues that I do not own.
...and then complain about them vociferously.
There goes the dream of "I'm gonna buy a (x), and it'll have all the best (y)."
And when you do, you learn exactly how creepy bathroom attendants are.
Write down everything, make him out to be a stalker (one that doesn't have to follow you, in this case), revamp it all into a screenplay, and send it to Hollywood.
Maybe you need to get your kidneys checked.
So you'll have to drink more to keep from firing him?
Thereby resulting in an infinite loop of bathroom breaks and ever-more-excessive drinking.
At least the Koreans at your local store don't question your dog bones, as if they were some fetish contraption.
"So, you have a cat and a little dog"*scan'z bones*Me: "He's a big cat"
What is this world coming to???
I was, obviously, thinking about it tonight.
I'm not sure it's worth tag-prevention.
Is the attendant's name Cha Cha?
Have to say, bathroom attendants sound creepy enough!
Okay, maybe it's weird, but to me, that's amusing.
Now you just need a sink at waist level and a slice of white bread to dry off with.
After the third visit, you get all the breath mints you want for free.
Are you supposed to tip those guys?
Are you supposed to tip bagpipers?