Friday, May 8, 2009

IT MUST BE A FULL MOON AGAIN...

Yesterday was one of those bizarre days in which I found myself saying "What the F***" on more than one occasion. It started innocently enough in the afternoon. I was sitting in the bar with day bartender, JOE HEAD, chatting about various things while doing some paperwork when this couple walks in. Nothing special about this couple; casually dressed and looking relaxed, I thought they may have been tourists taking a time out from walking around to have a drink. We get that sort of thing quite often.

As it turns out, the guy was a local neighborhood guy and the female companion was a stripper from New Jersey, whom he'd met the night earlier. Sounds like someone was doing a "walk of shame". So JOE HEAD strikes up a conversation with the couple and fairly soon into the conversation she reveals that she is a stripper and asked us to guess her age. I didn't say anything because I've learned a long time ago not to guess a woman's age. Too easy to offend if you get the wrong answer.

It turns out that she was 34 years old and she seemed pretty proud of that fact. She then began to talk about her boobs and that most guys think that she's younger than her actual age. Next thing you know, off comes her top and there were her boobies, out for all to see. JOE HEAD smiles at her while I blurted out "WHOA!". Wasn't quite expecting to see that display. The male companion is laughing while all of this is going on and I'm thinking to myself that he's obviously okay with her behavior.

As it turns out, the guy's trying to find a way to ditch her and she won't let him leave, primarily because she doesn't know how to get back to New Jersey. What's up with that?

I left the bar to run some errands and as it turns out, she spent the afternoon flashing passersby and patrons alike. A real voyeuristic nutcase. When I returned, she was still there and now I was getting annoyed. I wanted to get her out of there before the evening crowd began arriving. I had a party lined up for a group of FDNY firemen who were sending off one of their own to Iraq and the last thing I need was some wackadoodle stripper getting these guys going. Eventually we got her to leave and she somehow figured out a way to get back to NJ, where all strippers go to die.

Crazy stuff.

THIS WEEKEND:

TONIGHT: "Power Happy Hour" (5-10pm), featuring $4.00 Mixed Well Drinks and all Draft Beers (except Delirium Tremens)! Catch the NHL/NBA Playoffs as well as Yankees/Orioles and Mets/Pirates!

SATURDAY: "Kick the Keg Saturdays" (12pm-8pm), featuring $2.00 mugs, ALL BEERS ON TAP*. After that, you can stick around for CANADIAN BREW night, with buckets of LABATT BLUE or MOLSON GOLDEN (5/$15) from 8pm to midnight!

Hope that everyone has a great weekend and look forward to seeing you!


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