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Crazy Bear Bar

"Oh, is this the ladies'?"
"That's right."
"Oh, it must be this door then..."
"No, that's the kitchen."
"Where's the gents then? The waitress said it was over here..."
"It's through this wall."
The woman started pressing her hands against the wall. I regarded her with suspicion, thinking that she was perhaps taking the piss. Suddenly, the wall gave way and I walked through.
"Thanks!" I said
I walked into what was basically a large mirrored box, which is no place for someone who has been drinking all evening, let me tell you. No matter which direction I looked, all I could see was me standing there, looking bewildered. Water started cascading down one of the walls. I had found the urinals. After relieving myself against the mirrored waterfall, I stuck my hands through a large hole in the wall on the other side of the room. More water appeared from above. I washed my hands, somehow found the exit, and left.
"Liv! You have to go to the gents here! They're fucking crazy!"

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Monday, March 05, 2007 11:00 AM 3 comments