Could I bother you for some dignity?

I was once hit on by a man who had just urinated on himself.

 

I was sitting at the bar, sipping a martini. It was a Wednesday, 5 p.m.

 

I had had plans to meet someone, and they ended up not showing.

 

While there, a man walked in and inquired from the bartender where the restroom was. The bartender pointed to the back. The man “didn’t make it.”

 

He then walked passed me, soaked in his own urine, and smiled.

 

Then he stopped and handed me a napkin.

 

And said, “Would you mind putting your number on there?’

 

There are things such as unfathomable tenacity and gull.

Some men are born with these characteristics hardwired into their brains; some of these men turn into Napolean or Einstein or Columbus; some of these men reach unbelievable human heights.

Or, some of these men just hit on you right after they’ve wet themselves.