Usurper!
I almost debuted as a professional bouncer tonight.
I was asked last week if I wanted to make $50 by working the door at The Office tonight. Sadly it fell through. From what I understood of the explanation, which wasn't very much, there was a fellow that used to work there and then stopped working there, but now he's back and he usurped my position.
I was reminded of my days working the door at parties we had in Boston. Especially the one with the strippers. 'Sorry guy's, private party.' My favorite line for turning away plastic cupped eyes & jello shot hopefuls wanting for nothing but to enter one of our remarkable parties.
I was asked last week if I wanted to make $50 by working the door at The Office tonight. Sadly it fell through. From what I understood of the explanation, which wasn't very much, there was a fellow that used to work there and then stopped working there, but now he's back and he usurped my position.
I was reminded of my days working the door at parties we had in Boston. Especially the one with the strippers. 'Sorry guy's, private party.' My favorite line for turning away plastic cupped eyes & jello shot hopefuls wanting for nothing but to enter one of our remarkable parties.
posted by Hand on the Stove at 8:02 PM
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