| They're not all a-holes size large. When I was living in Indianapolis back in the 90's I had a part time job bouncing at a club called The Vogue. One of our regulars was Derrick McKey. It was part of his ritual after every game to come to the club, sit up on the second floor and people watch. I was new and it was dark and I had no idea who this guy was but it was 2am and the boss sent me to clear out the upstairs so I go around asking everyone to leave or go downstairs (nicely mind you) and this tall SOB stands up and gathers his things and I follow him down as he was the last guy upstairs. As we descend the stairs I see my boss coming towards me with a horrified look on his face... he bgins blubbering an apology to this walking tree in front of me and then turns to chew me out and Derrick holds up a hand and says, "Hey Mike its cool, he was just doing what he was asked to do." And shakes my hand. Class act.
Very unlike the walking human terd known as Tony Siragusa... but that's another story.
__________________ "The purpose of fighting is to win. There is no possible victory in defense. The sword is more important than the shield and skill is more important than either. The final weapon is the brain. All else is supplemental." - John Steinbeck |