Friday, February 23, 2007
Some bitch bit my finger!!!
Ok, I normally don't refer to women as bitches, but I believe this warrants the word. This "shooter girl," waitresses that pressure sell alcohol shots at Angel's Roadhouse, bit me on the finger for no damn reason at all. I don't think she did it out of malice, in fact I think this was her attempt at flirting with me, but there is such a damn thing as boundaries and going too far. Granted she was drunk, and so was I, that is no excuse for her actions as you can clearly see it has become infected and painful. It is so painful in fact that even the simplest tasks like rubberbanding my ponytail have become excruciating.