Halloween weekends with the band were a bit wild.
First gig, a very altered woman was getting really handsy with people on the dance floor, and with the singer. I'm guessing she was on ecstasy or something. People kept telling her to back off, but when she decided to join the band in their area I had to pull her aside and tell her to make her way to the exit. Fortunately the manager of the venue backed me up on that and told her friends to get her out or they were going to call the police.
Don't want the police intervening when you're on stuff........
Next gig was at a rednecky place. I was texting with friends about the World Series game and some older drunk woman tried to take my phone saying I was being rude being on my phone at a party. The look I gave her must have told her I don't appreciate her policing my choices or touching my phone because she recoiled without me having to say a word.
Next some other woman was trying to hit on me...
Woman: "So what's your body count?"
Me: (Incredulous) What?
Woman: "You know, your body count..."
Me: Nah. Next you're going to ask me where they're buried too. Nice try FBI.
COMMENTS
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CuRsEdToDaRkNeSs
19:45 Nov 06 2025
Love the response on the last one! LOL!
birra
21:41 Nov 06 2025
My partner thinks it's funny when these women who look like they've been chewing rocks of meth hit on me...