in this episode, we cover the bathroom attendant.
why, the fuck, do we need a bathroom attendant? first of all, i dont like talking to anybody when im in the men's room. and i definately dont need help washing my hands. i've also learned how to dry my hands by myself over the years.
these people make me not want to go to the bathroom. i'll hold it in and risk getting uromycitisis of the bladder because i know if i go in there, i'll tip the guy. i'll tip the guy every time, because i'll feel bad if i dont. and i'm sure there are some people, who also do not like bathroom attendants, that refuse to wash their hands just to avoid them.
this past thanksgiving, i went to B.L.A.K.E. Eerie's cd release party at the grand central lounge (a pretty swanky night club in detroit). i only had 2 dollars in my pocket, so i was using my credit card to buy drinks. well, eventually i had to pee and there he was...an elderly gentleman, probably in his late 60's, workin the sinks on a holiday. i automatically felt terrible for him and ended up spending my $2 on a pack of swedish fish. as the night went on, and i got more and more shit-faced on german beers and swedish candy, i couldn't hold it in anymore. i had to confront him again...
so as he poured soap into my hands, i said to him "i just want you to know i dont have any cash, im really sorry, i spent my last $2 on those swedish fish and now im just using my credit card and i cant believe they have you working on thanksgiving and--"
he stopped me right there, looked me in the eyes and said "son.....im just glad you washed your goddam hands."
i guess the moral of this story is that it's the idea of a bathroom attendant that's stupid. not the attendant himself.
1 comment:
wow.. i guess he wasnt mad you brought those fish,.. they are kinda good from time to time.. damn bet you made his day when u washed your hands.. lol..
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