Scrotum & Razor Blade

Yesterday's post was prompted by a guy who appeared in the Tulip & Tiara bar with a huge gold colored necklace round his throat, trendy track top, pants, tattoos, cap and rings. The guy looked like a complete nail. Let's face it he was a complete nail. He was as white as snow but his accent would have placed him somewhere between Iceland and California, inspired by a television set somewhere in between.

I've just watched a girl who was working behind the bar dissolve in tears. She works all day and then clocks on at night as a barmaid. She is super efficient and friendly. The bar stops serving and boyfriend/partner appears. Male arms are waved about and she reappears behind the bar to finish her shift with a red face and red eyes. The guy has disappeared. As far as I'm concerned she's worth at least two of him, but it's up to her to decide what she wants from life.

I'd have stapled his scrotum to the nearest table and then offered him a sharp knife or razor blade if he wanted to move on elsewhere.