First of all, I want to say that I got to the bar at midnight, stayed until 2:30. During this time I had 2 white russians and 4 diet cokes; hardly enough to blame the fall on when I tripped over a broken sidewalk while walking to the Metro.
No, I wasn’t drunk, but you’d think I was squirting blood from an artery the way the kind folks at Kramerbooks rudely ordered me to leave the building when I stopped in to use the restroom (and to buy a book, honestly.. I was planning to stop there anyway.)
Cant a brother get a paper towel? Shit.
Me: Hi, I’m going to get something, I fell outside, can I use your….
Asshole Resturant Guy: GET OUT!
Me: Excuse me? Can I …
A.R.G.: YOUUUUUUU… are a health code VIOLATION!!! You need a band aid. GET OUT!
Me: Can I get a band aid then? I just need to use..
A.R.G.: You need to GET OUT!!!!! You are BLEEDING! GET OUT!!!!!
Me: But.. can I…
A.R.G.: GETTT OUTTTTT!!!!!!
I will be buying Dirty Job elsewhere, I guess.
good heavens.
a “health code violation”?
what did they think you were going to do, rub your wounds in the guests’ plates?
Just rude.
Oh, Vincent, you just don’t get a break from these things, do you? No matter where you go, you’re smashing yourself up. Did you fall outside this asshole’s restaurant?
No, I fell about 2 blocks away. I wish I would have had it on camera though. I had my hands in my pockets (it was cold) and was finding a song on my MP3 player (also in my pocket)… therefore when I fell.. I wasn’t really able to brace myself so I landed square on my face. Woops!
That’s crazy. When it heals, if you shall ever go back, make sure your skin is moisturized. Dry skin may be a fire hazard.
It’s funny: When Lloyd falls, I assume he was drunk. When you fall, I assume you were sober.